366

I've often reflected in my past blogs on time and it's rather pervasive way of escaping us.  We're often so caught up in our own respective journeys that we fail to acknowledge momentous occasions.  It is only when we sit back, catch our breath, and draw on our life that the reflection we so choose to look at as almost inexorably passed us by.

In the preceding days and actually this past month, I couldn't allow Feb. 12, 2012 to escape me.  I was almost transfixed on it and often sat down, caught my breath, and wondered how this time had come so quickly.  I was almost impaled and was often frightened about it's coming and wondered how I would respond.  I knew it was going to be a difficult day as I looked back on the significant events that had occurred during that time.  Most notably was an event that occurred 167 days ago.  Little did I suspect that two tragedies would have befallen me during these past 366 days.  I look back on Feb. 12, 2011 and what I was doing that morning.  How I dreaded getting up and making that last drive in the car, knowing that it would be our last together.  It is the most difficult event that I ever had to do and will ever experience.  I remember our last moments as I clutched him in my arm never wanting to let go.  A grip that was tenacious and yet fleeting.  I felt his breath leave me and watched him slip away.  And yet, while this has occurred, I separate myself from the way he left me but in how he lived.  I know he has spoken with me and my comfort lies there.  I know he's well taken care of and she is as well.

Thanks Dad for looking out for them.

REMINISCING

As Mr. Webster defines it, "indulge in enjoyable recollection of past events".  As I get closer to Feb. 12, my recollections indulge me as how quickly time does fly.  And as I gingerly sorted through past videos of last year and my fond remembrances of my big boy and little girl, the sadness undeniably followed.  Yet, in spite of the sadness, it still brings a smile to my face to know they're safe, know that I'm well and have added to our little brood.  My "contacts" with them over the past year tell me they're time here was enjoyed if not glorified.  I still continue understand that everything has a purpose, He has a plan, and by His grace, I will continue to be part of it.  I often fail to understand, but know that it will be for my benefit.  

The other evening I was privilege to partake in the celebration of a couple who have been married 70 years!  Quite a testament to commitment, devotion, honor, and above all-love.  I can honestly say that I don't know any other couple who've been married that long.  And the beauty of watching these two that night wasn't just that their love was expressed for that night, but I know these people and that love is shown each and every day.  Granted, I don't live with them, and see them on occasion, but when I do visit with them, their passion, demeanor, and expression is constant. It truly was a sight to behold.  God, grant them another 70