I met a man…
I had been inside playing catch-up all day yesterday and decided, despite the fact that I had food on my shirt, was sporting pajama bottoms and a ball hat, I was taking my dog up to see the sunset.
If you had seen me, you may have concluded I had given up on life…but I didn’t care. I had a prompting to go to the mountains, so I went.
As I was watching the sunset, overlooking the Superstition Mountains, he appeared, and we began to talk. He told me he was visiting and had lost his wife to Cancer nine months ago. As the tears escaped his eyes, he wiped them apologetically, saying, “Cancer doesn’t discriminate”.
I replied, “I know”.
Insert awkward pause.
We kept talking, and I told him how difficult it is to be on the “other” side, worried about your family and the pain Cancer causes them.
I told him tears are healing and not to be embarrassed. The greater the loss means the greater the love he shared. He should never, again, apologize for his emotions.
It was beautiful and heartbreaking at the same time as I was watching, in real life, something I try not to think about.
I know I was meant to minister to this man, and he was put in front of me to remind me of how much my husband and family love me, and how hard this journey must be for them.
What a beautiful sentiment Dr. Wayne Dyer had… “You are a divine creation, a being of light who showed up here as a human being at the exact moment you were suppose to. You are the beloved, a miracle, a part of the eternal perfection”.
When we are open to showing love and compassion to someone, we somehow heal a part of ourselves, fulfilling our purpose and calling.
We are all just passing through…some for longer periods of time than others…it’s what we do with our time that truly matters in the end and what legacy we leave.
Never doubt your capacity to make a difference in the lives of others.
As long as you have breath in your lungs, you have what it takes.
“Be brave, be kind, be bold, be fierce, be YOU”.
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