For some reason, words do not come easily this morning as I think through the past few months of life. Friends have stepped into my life from nearly a generation past, and you have made the difference.
These past few months life has been unsettling. To say the least. Family tragedies and sad times do not happen often, but when they do you begin to learn something. Here, in my older state of age…
Friends matter.
Friends are often a better barometer of your connection to the world than is your own family. Why? You expect family to connect when the times are tough. But friends show their depth of heart that has nothing to do with blood relations.
With the passing of my sister and dad, friends have stepped into my life from far flung places of home. From Baytown (city of birth) and Seabrook (city of childhood). On to Channelview (city of teenage spurts of growth) to Houston (work, church and married life). From Texas to Alaska and Washington (with many other expanded places too numerous to mention.) Church, school, neighborhood, scouting, and sports.
Friends, you have stepped into my life from a long time ago, and places far from my world today.
Yes, Friends Matter
I will not mention any names, but know you made an impact in my life these past few months. There have been dozens who came to my aid in loving and kind moments. A touch on the shoulder. I heard that whispered prayer. That meaningful hug. Those words of kindnesses were abundant these past few months.
Just you being there meant so much.
Some of you showed up at just the right moment, or reached out from your distant shores. A distraction from grief. Look, another friend I’ve not seen in decades. I cannot express how you held me up during trying times.
Many of you have been where I was. Your parents, siblings and even kids have passed from this life and you understand the load of grief carried. You speak from your shores, that time will heal, and life will move on.
I hope I was there for you, as you have been there for me.
Thank you for being there for me and my family.
Now We Move On
So. Now we move on in life.
New days and times are coming..
Yet, look around closely,
Our age is showing
Right now, and today we notice
Others are facing forward,
Their own tragedies unfolding.
We need to step up, and into their life
Not to overwhelm the moment
With our own voice and presence
What can we do?
You know…
Simply be the shoulder
Even more simply,
That quiet friend.