"I
will always be here for you" … this is what I say to my son to calm him
after he had a bad dream. He is too
young to understand what I really mean by that.
Right now, he is comfortable with Mom being physically present. Here to hug him when he is sad, comfort him
when he is hurting. Here to listen to
his thoughts and dreams. Here to help
him fight off the zombies.
I
get up to leave and he asks "Where are you going?"
"I'm
going to get ready for bed, it is getting late" I reply.
"Oh,
ok. Mom, are you going to be here if I
have another bad dream?"
"Yes,
honey, I will always be here for you."
As
I close his door I wonder how long God will allow me to keep that promise to
him. I've made that same promise to the
people I love. I genuinely mean it when
I say "I will always be here for you." Now, as I sit on my bed, my heart begins to
ache. My son is in the next room, he is
my primary focus … but the others - the other people I have made that promise
to - are many miles away from me. What
can I do to help if they need someone to hold them when they are sad, to
comfort them when they are hurting?
A single tear traces its way down my cheek as I envision brilliant threads of red,
blue, green and purple, leaving my body.
I close my eyes and allow my heart to follow each thread where it leads. I see the faces of my family, my best friends
as well as those who have gone before me and I realize that these very threads
are what I mean when I say "I will always be here for you". You are always in my thoughts, always in my
prayers - my physical self may not be with you, but my soul knows no such limitations.
My
soul, guided by The Divine Creator, follows each thread to hold and comfort you.
Yes,
I will always be here for you.

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