Mar 08, 2011 - 10:37 am
You know when a great friend or loved one has come for a visit? And you have a wonderful time? You cook and have drinks, talk about the old times, laugh and cry together? And then it is time for them to go back home? Maybe you take them to the airport, or just help them pack their car. And then you kiss and hug and say goodbye. You thank them for coming and wish them a safe journey?
And when the plane takes off or the car pulls away, this melancholy feeling comes over you. For a few hours or a few days you continue to feel that emptiness of their departure. But after a while you smile and know that you will see them again. And so you go back to your daily routine and go about living your life.
Today, as I was having my coffee, I thought about this. Having lost our loved ones, is similar to this. I know, I know, in our human hearts it feels that we will never see them again. And that if we do, it will be a very long time from now. But in the "big scheme" of life, one year of our earthly time, is but a split second.
I think I am going to try to envision and embrace this concept for myself. Maybe I will begin to feel less melancholy as the days pass, maybe. We'll see. I'll try it for today. Will let you all know how it works.
A blessed day to all,