Today I will visit my long-time, and one of my best friends in the hospital. The doctors are not giving her a good diagnosis as of this last week.
Yesterday my girlfriends mother passed away. She was also my friend. While I did not have the privilege of knowing her on a deeper level, I know she was one of the most selfless women I had ever met. She posted to me on Facebook every time there was bad weather my way. She wrote scriptures on her wall. She loved her daughter (my dear friend) and her grand kids with every fiber of her being. She liked to read my silly blog. She encouraged me to continue to write. A beautiful lady she was. I noticed on her Facebook page just a couple of weeks ago she posted this:
Ironic if you ask me.
So this week has not been one of the most joyful weeks of my life. There is a certain feeling in the air that I cannot shake. It is a heaviness. It is a little depressing. It is an eye-opener.
Today my mom is coming in from Arkansas to go to a meeting just for the day here in Tulsa. She asked to see my friend in the hospital, to pray with her. To give her hope. She can only stay a minute. I am going to meet her and see her for just a second. I know that is what my friend who just lost her mom would tell me to do. She also lived in another state from her mother.
Cliche as it sounds… life is short. Why do we not treat every day as it were our last? Why do we say hurtful things to the ones we love most? Why do we waste precious time that we could have with one another selfish things?
I do not want to have regrets about time I did not spend with people I loved the most. Sometimes we need a dose of reality and a little slap across the face. I got mine this week. It didn’t feel good.
Thinking of my friend this week her lost her momma, and praying for my friend who needs a miracle.