Thursday, January 16, 2014
minutes later there was a small knock on the door. the divine and i instantly fell into our familiar pattern as old friends tend to do. much had changed in her world since last we spoke and most of it was terribly upsetting. she lost her youngest son (22years old) to a rare tumor condition months ago. her oldest, now in law school, got married and is separated and dealing with an ugly divorce.
sadly, i wasn't able to attend her sons funeral because i was having surgery that day. her son had been sick for many, many years and in a sweet way she said "he was just done". e. went on to say he was ready to let go, but he had to know that she and the rest of the family would be able to move on, love and grow. they made a pact and two weeks later he quietly passed away in his bedroom.
sometimes death can be a beautiful thing. i suppose how you learn to deal with misfortune is the key to it all. thinking back, i can remember my father telling me that it's not the blows in life that define you, but how you pull yourself up after that count.