A Time To Remember – Spirituality Information
It was early in the evening when the phone call came. Reaching over, I grabbed the phone and was greeted by my cousin who lives in New York City. There was a deep sadness in her voice as she told me that she personally wanted to call me and invite me to the 5-year memorial service she’d be having for her two children.
Although I have spoken with this cousin a number of times since that tragic day, September 11th, five years ago, it had been about 30 years since I last saw her. My work and other time constraints made it highly unlikely that I would be able to attend the event. And, so, I told her that I wasn’t sure that I could come, but I’d try.
After the phone call, I dismissed the matter with the thought that I’d send a card with beautiful words of comfort and hope. As days went on, my thoughts were absorbed with other things such as my writing, my websites, my business associates, my books, my friends, my children … .
My children? Yes, many of us who have children always think about them and trust that they do well. Mine were doing fine, but I still worried a bit....