Hey,
Yeah it has been a while. A really long while. And for most of it, I didn't have anything to say to you. I mean what was there to say? "This is the hardest thing I've ever been through." But there's no point in sharing that with you when you're not to blame because there is nobody to blame since every moment of it is worth it.
But what does that mean that these moments have been worth it? I think that maybe the moments that aren't worth sharing are still worth passing because they must pass in order to get to us to the moments that we get to share.
And I'm starting to believe that maybe the first of those moments is actually getting closer with each passing one. The passing moments were too long for me to realize this before. I think this can be explained by one of two ways. Either they were so long that every one went so slowly that I wasn't sure that anything had passed. Or maybe it's that the moments filled with the same gasp, the same ache, and the same wince left me feeling no different and since my eyes were continually filling with and flushing away tears I never saw the moments passing. So whether I didn't feel them pass or I didn't see them, it's really of no difference because they surely have passed.
That's why this weekend was different. The moments really did pass--I saw them and felt them come and go. So, so many. Of course I wanted to thank Him for them first, and so I did. But they were moments I wanted to share. And you know you only want to share the ones that you believe can be fully shared--moments that are fully shared are moments of which no measure of their worth is lost in the sharing. They're so good...are you coming soon?
Now that will be quite the moment.
