Today is a day that has a timestamp in my memory and on my heart because it is the birthday of someone who, at one time, was very dear to me. This significant someone still owns a piece of my heart although I no longer have contact with that person, nor do I know how to make that contact.
There are many expressions that possibly could be applied to this passing of time and lost relationship such as; “water under the bridge”, “tis better to have loved and lost, than to never have loved at all”, “here today, gone tomorrow”, and so forth.
There are many days on my calendar such as today, where I pause to think, “whatever happened to that person with whom I shared treasured moments?” In some manner, the development of social media has helped many of us to reconnect and rediscover the fondness of the moments we once shared, but the reality of it is that those days are never coming back and most likely cannot be recreated.
There are many people that have passed through this life of mine who I would love to wish Happy Birthday, but the circumstances no longer permit it. For others when I reflect upon the time we spent together I yearn for the opportunity to acknowledge the significant meaning of the contributions made to my life. For some I want to hug, see the smile, share a moment, genuinely say I love you, sincerely say I am sorry, say good morning, share a laugh, sing a song, play together, cry because we are sad or happy, and so forth.
This leads me to recall the peace prayer of St. Francis of Assisi that was a favorite of a dear friend who was lost to us many years ago at an age that was much too young. Although I no longer embrace the dogma of religions, the words contained in this prayer of St. Francis are compelling and provide an excellent guide for what I would hope for myself when engaging in the higher order of thinking.
“Lord, make me an instrument of your peace,
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy;
O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.”
I hope you have a delightful experience today and every day henceforth.
What is there to say about me? I am not sure if I am typical or not, average or not, smart or not, BUT I think I definitely have a sense of humor. I am an aging baby boomer wondering if I have something to say about the world as I see it.
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