It's funny how things can happen when you push yourself. Last night I had planned to go to the funeral home for visitation, a church friend had passed away last week. I was feeling a bit tired and frustrated as my computer, which supposedly had no problems, shut down on me again and a parcel I was expecting didn't arrive therefore I had to chase it down. I was tempted not to go, I got into a pissy little mood. These things are just small nothing kinds of things when you look at the big picture but they drag you down sometimes after a long week. But, I got my arse off the couch and went for the family. When I arrived I went over to greet the husband, who grabbed my hand and then suddenly wrapped his arms around me and said "thanks for coming Whatis, you don't realize how much it means to me that you came tonight" This man is not a hugger! Wow, and I thought I was just one more guy who could come or not come and it wouldn't have mattered one way or the other. It's times like those when you realize how you do make a difference to others, even when you think you won't. Today, I made sure I was at the funeral to say goodbye to our friend. Church friends are kind of interesting friends, in many cases you know them but you don't KNOW them. In the past eight months or so I had been getting to know this couple as we sat together at evening services, sang in the choir together etc and I was really shocked when the cancer news hit. So anyway, enough of my babbling. I just thought I'd share my discovery, that when we put ourselves aside for a bit and think of others we can actually make a meaningful difference and feel better at the same time. Today was a wonderful farwell to a wonderful lady. I know she will rest in peace.
