Sunday, July 14, 2019
I don't know about your families but I suspect we're not all that different. When the big things happen, we "circle the wagons" and assign roles. The dealing starts at a ground zero and the circles of support ripple outward.
I saw this happening yesterday, and as I get ready to fulfill my own role in this particular drama I am once again reflecting back on that "23 years" theme. 23 years and six days ago, our mother passed. Yesterday is was one of my own generation. But just as we did those 23 years ago, dealing with that loss, we all have our roles to play in this one.
This time my role is to go represent and support my niece. While she is adult and fully capable, she just lost her last parent. And she has no siblings to lean upon. Enter Aunt Barb. Hope that I'll be able to supply what she needs, as others have been around for me.
As I watched the ripples go through my sisters yesterday, I saw them each draw support from her own family, as I drew support from my son. I watch the ripples of FB posts from his running friends, his faith community, cousins and beyond in extended family, each of us with her own circle, being supported, but the ripples overlapping.
I would like to thank all the Sparkers who have responded to yesterday's Dear God blog especially those who I know are lifting our whole family up in prayer... if you don't see a lot from me for the next week or so... know that I'm doing what I need to do.
And you all? Hug your loved ones. Live this precious day as though you had to leave before it ended. Nurture and care for not just your body, but your mind and spirit. Because you're worth it... and someday, somewhere, there will come a time when the ripples start with you.