British Columbia, Canada
I wasn't sure where to post this, and as I had a lot of feelings about this I figured this was as good a place as any. Today at 2:30 p.m. the interment of Larry Chadwick's daughter, Ginger Michelle took place in one of the worst rain storms I have seen in a long, long time. The rain is so violent in Vancouver that it is coming down in buckets, to the point that it is running in sheets down the street, and that means that in Seattle, Washington it is no different.
I love walking in the rain (heck you have to if you live in Vancouver), but sometimes if you were heading down the road marked, "Sad", then rain has its way of adding to that depression. I think I started feeling sorry for myself today because someone had hurt my feelings by taking something I said the wrong way, or so I thought. Then, I realized it wasn't about that at all that. I was so incredibly sad, and it was about Larry's daughter's interment today. The thoughts that had gone through my head earlier when the rain had been so incredibly strong were of Larry and his family all standing out in this horrible pouring rain. Then I thought out loud, "Heaven is really crying for Ginger today." It wasn't until I got in touch with my own "real" feelings were that I soon was crying for her, for Larry and his family, for their incredible loss, and for my own loved ones lost. I began to look at my own mortality, and through this accute introspection I knew, rain and tears were so similar. They were God's way of cleansing our souls of incredible sorrow. In all these tears, I felt a tiny smile curl my lips, as I realized my day was not all that bad afterall, and God, I had so much to be thankful for. I got on my knees right then and there, and prayed all those in heaven, and all of us here on earth as well. May her soul rest in peace.
There is nothing means more to me than
my faith, my family and my friends.
[This message has been edited by Mysteria (05-28-2002 11:09 PM).]