Saturday, April 27, 2013
Along the way I had been blessed with wonderful friends, those special people who had accepted me for who I am, warts and all. These were friends who knew me when I had nothing else to offer; who saw me at my worst.
We may have lost touch along the way as we built our own separate lives. But once we meet again, it is so uncanny and really marvelous that the long years in between just vanish in an instant. They are treasures measured in hugs and smiles and kind words.
There was no need for major declarations of love. Friendship was offered, and in turn, accepted.
In just a span of two months, I had to say goodbye to three special people.
When the bond of friendship had been rudely interrupted by the cruel twist of death, the loss seems much more acute and incomprehensible. When someone special had enriched your life and had touched your heart, the sadness comes from missing the grace of their presence.
Uncle Alex, you formed a special friendship with my father when you worked overseas together. You were two decent men bonded by your fierce love of wives and kids. You have brought two families together, forever bound with deep respect and love for each other. You're not a blood relative, but you are "family." These are legacies that have enriched those who have been left behind.
Phyllis, you have surprised me with your loyalty and true friendship. As a nurse for forty-eight years, your fortitude and perseverance had inspired me. And I miss your quiet concern and support through all the years.
Dear Amy, you’re gone too soon. We started our nursing journey together in Coler Hospital. Those were special times spent as we stretched our wings and discovered our independence. We shared our many firsts as young nurses in America. We pursued our own dreams and went our different paths. And after all these years, we've reconnected again in Roosevelt Island in October 2012. Then, to lose you again. :(
We can only hold the memories closer to our hearts and give thanks for the gift of knowing them. Their footprints remain in our hearts, long after they were physically gone.
As the song goes,"friends are quiet angels who fill your life with grace."
True friendship transcends the barriers of time and distance, and death. True friends live forever in our hearts.
"Only the heart knows how to find what is precious."- Dostoevsky
Friends are quiet angels
Who lift us to our feet
When our wings have trouble remembering how to fly
They stand by us and give us
the strength to try