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I was returning from a trip yesterday. While my husband drove, I pondered the mysteries of life. I thought of how we first met and the circumstances surrounding it. I thought also of how everything seemed to finally come together all at once--you know how you can sit in front of a puzzle, trying to fit pieces together and just when you are about to give up, suddenly one piece finds its home and the rest just click in place too? This is what has happened for me and my sweetie in the last three years and for that, I am so grateful.
I thought also of others who are not so lucky. I thought of a recent "Dear Abby" column, in which a writer related a story of her alcoholic mom and how she couldn't handle being around her any longer, though her mom was in poor health. Abby agreed, saying she needed to do what was best for her.
What about mom, I thought? What about all the other moms and dads out there who have been turned away because of an addiction issue. How is this fair? Yes, I know all of the arguments but you see, this is also a parent, someone who gave you life. What about the memories, were there any good ones, any at all? And why is it that when someone like Whitney Houston dies from an overdose, the world mourns, but let it be a Jane or John Doe, and everyone turns away in disgust? I see reports in the paper all the time, two line sentences about a body found in the river, no details, just a gender. Who was it? Somewhere in time, that person MUST have been important to SOMEONE, right? Yet, no one steps forward to claim it and another life is laid to rest, for better or worse, with no markers, no grave, no obituary or any signs that a footprint was left behind as a legacy.
So I was pondering all this on the long drive, thanking God for finding the most wonderful man who has come into my life, making it whole and beautiful, and of circumstances and people who were brought into our lives since that day...and it was all for the good. Like puzzle pieces that were meant to fit together. It is my wish that you may also have that epiphany moment when you see that the people and events in your life happened for a reason and that you can rejoice over that. Let others know how glad you are they are a piece of the puzzle of your life, that without them, you would be radically different than you are now. And don't forget to thank God also for being the reason for that joy in your life! Amen!