Elijah

A picture on Facebook.

A look from across the room.

A moment of silent peace before Him.

A glimpse of yourself when you completely let go.

So much could be added to this list. 

We all go through certain things together while remaining exclusive to our own lives.

And words on a screen being read can trigger...thoughts...feelings...

So much can be awoken with a glance at words strewn together by the mind of another.

Isn't that apart of the catch though?

Your writing triggers those things that I need or enjoy and so I read?

My writing takes you to the places you want to go...so...you read?

I find this realm so fascinating.

Some of us will never share a cup of coffee or hear each other laugh.

There's a good chance we will never see each other in person whether near or far.

But we do something for each other, don't we?

We embark on journeys together.

We help each other deal and often times heal.

We provoke the creativity we didn't know existed within ourselves and set out to accomplish grandeur tasks.

We sort of, live with each other in this here little world.

I've always found this alternate reality quite beautiful.

The connection you make with others hearts is undeniably one of the greatest experiences we can have here on earth via the internet.

I don't have much to say but I am blessed to get these thoughts out.

A friend of mine recently lost her child at around the 7 month mark.

His name was Elijah. 

I struggled with this death more than I expected because he wasn't mine and I'm not even blood related to this beautiful woman I can call sister.

But when I received the news I experienced grief and loss that I was not prepared for.

Almost a week later I sit here in my living room that I don't deserve with a laptop that someone gave to me today for FREE (that's another blog post on its own) and I received a text message from her.

It said "Thank you".

Attached was a photograph of me and her with Elijah in the middle wrapped in the safety of his mothers womb and belly.

Needless to say, tears streamed down my face and I came here.

I missed being able to do that.

To just log on and write.

A picture on Facebook.

A look from across the room.

A moment of silent peace before Him.

A glimpse of yourself when you completely let go.

So much can be awoken in times of tragedy and memories of once was.

Reflecting on the life that was and now is no more but someday will be with us again is heavy.

I can't wait to meet Elijah and I am thankful for the delay.

Because when I see his face I'll see him as he was always meant to be.

♥