Several years ago I went out with someone I really liked. I really wanted it to work out, but it didn't. Within a year he was married to someone else.
I've just learned that his father died this week.
Had I married that man, the joy I've felt recently over my newborn niece would have been shadowed by the sorrow of watching a father-in-law slip away. I would have been torn this week between rejoicing with a sister and comforting a husband. I would be spending tomorrow afternoon greeting guests at the funeral home - instead, I'm going to my parents' house to watch my extended family (aunts, uncles, maybe even a cousin or two) meet the baby for the first time.
I don't know what my point is here ... maybe someone more eloquent can come up with one for me. I'm sad for this man and his family - his father wasn't old, and the illness was sudden and brief. Yet I am so grateful to God for choosing to give me and my family a great joy untainted by grief. Every good day is a gift from God, isn't it? Come to think of it, every day I wake up breathing is a good day.
I've just learned that his father died this week.
Had I married that man, the joy I've felt recently over my newborn niece would have been shadowed by the sorrow of watching a father-in-law slip away. I would have been torn this week between rejoicing with a sister and comforting a husband. I would be spending tomorrow afternoon greeting guests at the funeral home - instead, I'm going to my parents' house to watch my extended family (aunts, uncles, maybe even a cousin or two) meet the baby for the first time.
I don't know what my point is here ... maybe someone more eloquent can come up with one for me. I'm sad for this man and his family - his father wasn't old, and the illness was sudden and brief. Yet I am so grateful to God for choosing to give me and my family a great joy untainted by grief. Every good day is a gift from God, isn't it? Come to think of it, every day I wake up breathing is a good day.