Wisdom Wednesdays are usually quotes from others that I’ve found inspiring through the years. However, I just came across some writings of mine written in 1997 and in 1995 that I wanted to share. This is the first of those, written in 1997. I titled it Starting Over:
On March 8th, 1996 I almost died. I hemorrhaged in the middle of the night. Alone. It was all there: the bright light at the end of a tunnel, shock, lots of blood, aid cars, hospitals, the love of friends and family, and the slow struggle back to strength and health and understanding.
So it is that I’m starting over. The universe had a plan for my life and I wasn’t paying attention, so I got zapped. Now I’m listening.
And I didn’t realize it until I started writing this, but I’m linked in this venture to a man in my neighborhood whose wife died this year. He has two little daughters. I watch him bring home the groceries, head out to work, come home again. When I’m walking my dog by at night and he’s unloading the car, he seems to be always noticing the stars, the quality of the night. And I’m just dumbfounded and impressed and inspired by how he can do it. But he has to. For his girls. And, of course, for him. And even for his wife who trusted him in her death.
So we’re both starting over. I don’t know where he finds his strength. But I find a measure of mine in him.
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Great short story. We often can find strength in others in similar situations as ours. It helps us to move on and to grow in our struggle at that particular time. Great that you could find strength in him to move on. Take care, Cin =)
It was a long time ago now, but I still think of him sometimes. I don’t know that I ever knew his name. His girls would be grown now. It would be nice to know where his life took him, how he fared and what his girls are up to. He was definitely an inspiration for me back then.