Flowing Water

From the Mom:  The boys let me take over their blog today so I could talk about something serious.

When we turn the water faucet on, the water comes streaming out.  We think it will never end as it splashes over our hands.  Then one day we turn on the faucet and one tiny drip comes out and then nothing.  What happened?  Did we do something different?

I just lost a dear friend.  He died alone at home and wasn’t found right away.  How long was he there by himself?  How did he die?  Did he know he would not be seeing his friends again?  Why did the water that was his life suddenly stop flowing?

I have many questions and very few answers.  What were his final thoughts?  Did he know he was dying alone?  Were the angels there to help him?  I have a strong feeling that they were.

He was a nice man and a wonderful friend.  He loved helping others.  His gruff demeanor could scare people off at times, but it was all an act.  He had a heart that reached out to those who were in need.  He had a great laugh that he didn’t always share with everyone, but those of us who heard it loved it.

Now I wonder if I was good enough at showing him how much value he had.  Did he know he was a special person to many friends?  Did he know he was loved?  He wasn’t one to talk about feelings or show much emotion, but those are usually the ones with hearts as big as all outdoors.

Our time on earth is brief.  We don’t fully understand the impact we may have on others.  That’s why we need to respect those around us.  We need to make our fellow humans feel they are worthy.  We may not be able to like everyone, but I do feel that we can love them through God.

Tell your friends you love them.  Hug your family members.  Don’t forget the fur people in your lives.  That love is what keeps the water flowing.  When it stops and there is no water flowing, we are alone.

This column is dedicated to Dave Webb.  I pray the angels are dancing with  you as you meet up with other family members and friends.  You were special to me and your friendship meant a lot.  You will be missed by those of us left behind.