I have been so very blessed to feel Dad's presence within my life even though he died almost twenty six years ago.
My marriage had deteriorated beyond repair and I had just left my husband when Dad died. I had no idea where I was going and how I was going to get there. Looking back, I simply surrendered to my reality and followed the path that opened up before me. I was guided away from a life that was killing me softly. I moved away and rebuilt a new life. It was so easy. I moved five hours away from everything I knew but I simply knew that this was where I needed to go. I rarely put words to it in those days but I felt Dad all around me. I was not alone.
I couldn't help but wonder if Dad was looking down upon me when I met 'the man of my dreams' a few years later. This man's parents had died before we met. Something clicked when we sat down and talked. Our friendship caught fire and our lives intertwined in ways that ensured we will always be connected. I often wondered if my dad and his parents smiled down upon our relationship.
I met up with a childhood friend at our home town reunion. We hadn't seen each other for almost thirty years but the moment we sat down together our friendship sparked and we never lost touch again. Once again, as we sat down and talked and followed the path that this new/old friendship would take us, I wondered if her parents and my dad were instrumental in guiding our friendship. I have felt their presence so strongly at times ...
I feel a very strong connection to my bookkeeping boss and her family. Our lives have intertwined in ways that amaze and astound me and I can't help but wonder if some how, some way her late husband and my dad have watched over this friendship and helped us weave and intertwine our lives.
A very close friend of mine lost her parents last year. I knew her mom better than I knew her dad so I 'feel' her mom guiding me to my friend at times. We sat down together and I spoke my thoughts aloud to her. I said, "I wonder ... do you feel it too?"
While collecting memories to compile for my parent's family's stories I was enveloped in a warmth that defied words. At the time, I didn't stop to think about it but now that I think about it I truly believe that I have not been alone as I compiled their stories. I quite literally feel embraced by more than just the memories ...
I could go on and on about the friendships that I have, that have felt 'heaven sent'. The times that I have felt a sensation that is hard to put into words. A feeling that in my darkest hours, I have never been alone. I believe that is one of the reasons I crave quiet in and around my life. When life gets too 'noisy' I don't feel as much as I like to feel.
It was after listening to Anita Moorjani's talk on YouTube that I had the courage to believe what I had hoped to be true. If I hadn't felt all that I have felt before I heard her speak, I may have been sceptical about what she said. What she said validated what I had sensed all along. I am so comforted that her experience coincides with my thoughts.
Anita says that we are but one thread in the tapestry of our lives. Every person we meet touches us in some way. It becomes part of the overall picture that is our life. We are where we are meant to be right now.
No matter where you are. You are where you are meant to be. And if you feel like you are 'not alone' in this world. Believe. Maybe ... just maybe you are not.