Light up the Sky

I wonder if she was writing it about this time three years ago today. Her goodbye note. I guess the pen really is mightier than the sword, 'cause it sliced 'n diced everyone pretty good that time. I went down by the river today, and watched the wind converse with the water, and saw an eagle negotiate his passage with the breeze. Everything was bright and fresh, and her absence in this world was unnoticed to the eagle and the breeze as a stone tossed in the swirling waters, it's concentric rings of influence fading fast. But for those of us on the shore, the sound of it dropping into the darkness remains.

I'm going over to Mom's house to put up Christmas lights with the fam. We probably won't light them yet, but they'll be there. It seems a nice thing to do today...To put another beacon in the world to light up the darkness.

Maybe if we're all lighthouses, then those of us who can't see through the storm will find their way. Maybe if we shine that light of attention and caring out into the squall, we can light up the sky and bring someone safely to shore.

I'm always annoying people by asking "are you really OK?" I figure the worst that happens is they think I'm rude, and that's probably a given, anyway. Start asking people, yourself. You never know who you'll help. I wish someone had asked her.

And if you need to talk, I'm always here.

- Josh