Sunday, August 1, 2010

For one more day

Have you ever thought about people passed and if they're still with you? Still around making sure you're ok...that they could be in that cold chill, the goosebumps on the back of your neck, maybe a smell that couldn't possibly come from anywhere in your house, a breeze through your hair when they're crossing your mind or even that time when you see someone on the street, and for a split second their smile matches your loved one's and you could have SWORN it was them.

I believe that there are a lot of people "with" me. Each person impacted me in some way, some may not have even known they impacted me at all or how much. They are in my dreams, sometimes the sparkle in a stranger's eye, or like I said, in a sudden gust of a warm breeze over my neck, seemingly whispering to me.  Always when their smiles or a memory pass through my mind.

Recently it's been a lot more frequent, having an out of the blue thought of my Uncle Mike who passed when I was a young girl, the smile that matches my mom's and my own burned into my memory. Visions of my papa sitting at his spot at the head of the table, or standing over his famous spaghetti sauce. My Grampa Jones in his lazy boy, faded navy tattoos, his lap just begging to be jumped on for a cuddle. My friend Nick Zambeck, making me laugh, helping me through hard times he didn't even know I was going through. These memories I've been having so often, sometimes bring tears to my eyes, and make my heart ache in missing them and their precious hearts so much, but mostly I smile in remembrance, and take comfort in the fact that I know I'm being "hugged" when I feel like I'm alone, that my hand is being held through tough times,  in knowing I'm making my Grandpa, Uncle and Friend proud  and that in the moments they're crossing my mind, they're right there with me.

It's so important to cherish these memories, and to keep their memories alive. Each of these people, are one's who in whatever way molded me to be part of who I am today, they taught me something, or many things, were part of my life, my dreams, my heart and soul. 

Part of my inspiration to write this post, came from the book 'For One More Day' by Mitch Albom, the book is somewhat  based on the same idea that your loved ones visit you when you're thinking of them. The man in the book, gets one more day with his mother who passed without his getting to say good bye, and gets to tell her the things he wished he could have. There are so so many times I've wondered what it would be like to have a passed loved one for one more day, for one more hug, for one more laugh, for one more I love you. 
Life is so precious, and so short, and so very fragile... make sure you're loving the people in your life, and letting them KNOW you love them as much as possible.You never know when you might be wishing for one more day!


x.Tayy.x said...

this blog post is beautiful, i had a bit of tears in my eyes reading it. I lost my father and one of my best friends, as well as my grandpa. I sometimes feel they are with me and helping me through times. I hope they are all proud of me. I wish I could have one more day with each of them as well. Theres so much I would tell them, so much that I wish they couldve seen. I know my father would've loved my daughter.

Jimmy said...

So very true Sarah that you never know when someone will be leaving you forever, or for that fact when it will be our turn.

Wishing for one more day for me has come with many loved ones who passed without me being able to say goodbye and I like you feel them or see something that reminds me of them.

Loved ones are only truly gone if we allow their memories to die, Love those with you now and remember those still in your heart.

Excellent Post.

Lourie said...

They are right there with us. So close we could almost touch them. They are watching over us. And in those times, when you feel as though you see them, sense them, hear their voice. I believe we are hearing, seeing and sensing them. They haven't left us forever. We will be with them again.

*Maybe* Baby ♥ Mama said...

It's only been a couple of weeks since our journey began but we are so over the moon excited! I just wanted to drop in and invite you along for the ride - either you're a follower of my OTHER blog or just a sweet person I'd love to come along!

Hopefully, the secrecy won't last long...

Much love, luck, and blessings!!

The *Maybe* Baby Mama

Debbie said...

I do feel like they are with me. I love thinking about my grandmother and other people I have loved. This was a beautiful post.

Dayngr | Dayngrous Discourse said...

I believe the people we love are always with us even long after they've gone. When my mom passed a friend suggested "Feather Brush My Heart" and it was such a wonderful book confirming the idea that I share it with everyone who has a loved one that's passed. Such a great book. I hope you'll look it up.

Katie said...

Life is precious and we take people for granted all too often. Great book btw...I just finished it myself!


Sarah said...

Very nice post. I do not have many people who have been close to me pass, fortunately, but I often wonder if I will feel their presence afterwards... I hope so!

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