Path to a Friend

6 Feb

I had never met her.  Only from his words of love and adoration, did I have a sense of who she was.

He…a dear friend that lost his life in a fishing accident…was someone special.  He had many friends and united in grief, we muddled through the pain.  After a week of deep emotions and wistful tributes, the silence became a dim cavity of devotion.

I wrote her a letter…his mom.  He spoke so proud and preciously of her, I knew she had to know.  With tears for a woman I had never met, I mailed my heartfelt words.

Months later, still reeling in the pain, I felt a need to revisit the church in which his service was held.  And I felt a need to meet her.

I made my way to the church, trying diligently to keep the tears inside.  A bit early, I paused to look at various pictures on the wall.   A sweet elderly lady asked if she could help me.  I timidly declined.

Making my way to the back of the sanctuary, I took my seat.  I saw the music director who sang at his service, a beautiful accolade in song.   His perch on the raised platform reminded me.  Although the church was large and much space between us, the director felt compelled to come speak with me.  I was a stranger, yet something drew him to me.  I told him who I was and why I was present.  He now pointed to the sweet lady that had approached me in the hall.  That was her.

A bit into the service, I stared into the stained glass to refrain from tears,  just as I had during the memorial service.  But it was too much, too reminiscent of that day.  Feeling the tears flow, I made a quiet exit through the back doors.  As I fled down the hall, I heard someone call my name.  As if she knew me, it was her.

We, these strangers, had now become friends.  In an immediate and unknowable way, we embraced…no words, no explanation…just tears.

That day began a bond of a sweet and perfect friendship.  Although it’s been years since, we carry a place in our hearts…for him, and for each other.  No doubt that day, heaven was directing our paths.

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7 Responses to “Path to a Friend”

  1. darla eason February 6, 2013 at 3:32 pm #

    GIRL!!!! WOW!!! Really very moving!

  2. Paula K February 6, 2013 at 5:14 pm #

    This is a really neat story that I had never heard before. I know how much this death has effected you and I’m so sorry for your loss. He must of really been a super friend for you to still think about and miss him so much!!

  3. Jennifer February 6, 2013 at 9:14 pm #

    Very touching story! You’re blessed to have had such a precious relationship.

  4. Becky Young February 7, 2013 at 7:59 pm #

    I know your heart still mourns for this special man that was a part of your life. What a charming story and thank you for taking the time to tell his mom how he spoke so gentle and loving of her. Great writing once again.

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