It’s been a long few weeks with the surgery and complications etc. Getting back to normal and heading to AZ finally.
While I was in college I remember going around a circle and people talking about their life experiences. Essentially describing the life events that had shaped them thus far. It was an odd experience for me. My life experiences were not typical to say the least.
I remember a guy who was leading the conversation talking about these “dark” experiences in life is what gave us depth. Much like black paint on a painting. He believed that it wasn’t possible to have a relationship with anyone that had deep meaning unless you’d been through hardship in life. I didn’t know what to think of that but I knew I didn’t want it to be true. Who would wish that on anyone.
And yet….I knew it was true.
Someone I work with today experienced black. Someone who didn’t deserve black today. Not that many people deserve it…but she didn’t especially.
There are times when there is something to say. Something to do. Then there are times when there is nothing to say or do. And you just show up.
There are lots who are showing up for her…this is my way.
You didn’t deserve this today. Your family didn’t deserve this today. There is no explanation. No reasoning. Just darkness. The kind of darkness that isn’t just outside, it penetrates the inside.
You aren’t alone…
Lost a loved one in a random car accident. A very black day for her.
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