Fly
Fly
To rise in or be carried through the air by the wind; to pass by swiftly.
Today was perhaps a day of great revelation. I am the kind of person who tries my hardest to mend things, make it all better and find the joy in every situation. Lately, I have had a hard time doing just that. How can this be mended? Can I make it better and where is the joy in this moment? All other problems have come to a great conclusion - a lesson well learned. This seems as though it will never change.
I miss her. I miss her a lot. I find myself thinking of her all the time. I constantly recall the first time we met, the giggles in the forrest and that instant bond. I replay the last time we hung out, the last time we laughed, the last time we cried with one another. I take guesses at the last song she listened to, the last thought in her mind, the last instant that made her smile.
Bliss is found when my thoughts escape this world and dive into her new world. Incredible! Who has she met? Has she danced among the angels or is she still bowing at His feet? Does the Lord allow her to look in on us? How she must comprehend things that we have yet to even contemplate. I look forward to the day, that one day, when she meets me there and guides me along the golden pathway.
So, my great revelation. This in fact cannot be fixed. Mending can take place and joy will always be found, but "fix" - no. Life has been altered and will remain altered. A piece is forever going to be missing. But you know what... that's ok. She left a mark upon my life that can never, or will never, be replaced. This mark is hers and I embrace it for all that it is. I miss her. I miss her a lot. But that's ok.
"To a land where joys will never end I'll fly away."
- Albert E. Brumley
To rise in or be carried through the air by the wind; to pass by swiftly.
Today was perhaps a day of great revelation. I am the kind of person who tries my hardest to mend things, make it all better and find the joy in every situation. Lately, I have had a hard time doing just that. How can this be mended? Can I make it better and where is the joy in this moment? All other problems have come to a great conclusion - a lesson well learned. This seems as though it will never change.
I miss her. I miss her a lot. I find myself thinking of her all the time. I constantly recall the first time we met, the giggles in the forrest and that instant bond. I replay the last time we hung out, the last time we laughed, the last time we cried with one another. I take guesses at the last song she listened to, the last thought in her mind, the last instant that made her smile.
Bliss is found when my thoughts escape this world and dive into her new world. Incredible! Who has she met? Has she danced among the angels or is she still bowing at His feet? Does the Lord allow her to look in on us? How she must comprehend things that we have yet to even contemplate. I look forward to the day, that one day, when she meets me there and guides me along the golden pathway.
So, my great revelation. This in fact cannot be fixed. Mending can take place and joy will always be found, but "fix" - no. Life has been altered and will remain altered. A piece is forever going to be missing. But you know what... that's ok. She left a mark upon my life that can never, or will never, be replaced. This mark is hers and I embrace it for all that it is. I miss her. I miss her a lot. But that's ok.
"To a land where joys will never end I'll fly away."
- Albert E. Brumley
5 Comments:
Karyn, your blog brought tears.
*tears* of joy and sorrow...I, for once, am lost for words. Wow! I love thinking about those moments and have many times over thought about so many of those questions. "That was soo good!"...I miss her a lot too...
I hope things are well with you.
Beautifully writ. Isn’t it funny how sometimes it seems as though that revelation moment doesn’t come until we’ve almost reached our breaking point, but how sweet is the comfort that quickly follows it...
very well put karyn, very well.
Karyn,
You are so great. What a great blog. You have put many peoples thoughts, sentiments, emotions into words. That is a special talent. As far as remarkable young ladies go, you are in a league of your own.
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