It's been a bad week. Monday afternoon I received two phone calls. Back to back. Two friends, two deaths, two funerals.
The first was a friend of my son, a classmate since kindergarten, same Boy Scout troop...my ministers son. 18. Suicide. Why? My minister is conducting the service for his own son. What incredible strength. My son is coming home for the funeral tonight, and I can't wait to get my arms around him.
The second call was about one of my best friends, Sarah. NO, this isn't possible...I just saw her on Wednesday, I just talked to her on Friday. Brain Aneurysm. We were the exact same age-3 days apart. Why?
Sarah's funeral was yesterday. Her minister spoke of grief, and how it was part of the process of healing. He talked about how we were all asking "WHY?", trying to make sense out of things that made no sense to us. He asked us to focus on Gratitude. So I am trying to focus on all the things I have to be grateful for today, starting with the fact that I am alive, and that my son is too.
My friend Sarah was a diabetic, and had undergone 3 organ transplants in the past 10 years. One pancreas, two kidney. The kidney she currently had was given to her by her one and only son Nick. Don't even get me started on that AMAZING kid. Sarah was not currently having any health issues, but because of her history, she knew she wouldn't live to be 100. She lived EVERY day to it's fullest. ALWAYS positive. No regrets. Her email address was "you are sunshine". SHE WAS SUNSHINE. She was an inspiration.
I wanted to share with you the end of the phone conversation I had with my friend Sarah last Friday. Less than 48 hours before she died. We had talked for an hour about regular stuff... her son Nick was opening up a coffee shop this week-we were going to bake quiche and cupcakes to take to him. We talked about paint colors for her kitchen. Regular things. As I was hanging up the phone I said, I'll call you next week, and she said...
Sarah: Suzanne...
me: yeah?
Sarah: I love you...
me: I love you too Sarah
Sarah: No, I mean, I really love you. I never had a sister, and you're the closest I've ever had...I really love you and I wanted you to know...
me: I do know Sarah. Thank you, and I love you too. Have a good weekend OK. I'll talk to you next week when my parents are gone.
Little did I know I would never speak to her again. What a GIFT she gave me in that last conversation. No words left unspoken. She told me how she felt. I am grateful for that. I've called all of my friends and family this week and told them that I loved them. Just in case.
Contact someone you love today, and tell them: call, send a text, write a letter, send an email. Share your gratitude.
May your weekend be blessed...