When I listen to the whispers
My dad gave me an amazing birthday present last night.
Which was strange, really, considering it was his birthday. And even more peculiar because he was celebrating it in heaven for the 21st time.
I’ve always taken solace in believing that our spirits leave our bodies when our work here is done. It helps take the edge off the devastating loss of the people we couldn’t ever imagine living without. It alleviates the fear of one day abandoning those we love the most.
But last night my dad whispered something in my ear, almost like a family secret I was finally old enough to handle. He told me that our spirits leave our bodies because we can love so much better from the other side.
On the other side, he could finally release all the limitations of being human.
He could love without condition. He could humbly ask for forgiveness for all that is past. He could offer comfort without his own projections, hurts, and prejudices getting in the way.
And he told me that he is always just a heartbeat away, especially in those moments when I miss him the most.
Because that’s how much he loves me.
So now I know to love him without condition. To humbly forgive him for all that is past. To welcome his comfort without my own projections, hurts, and prejudices getting in the way. And to feel his heartbeat, especially in those moments when I miss him the most.
Because that’s how much I love him.
Happy birthday, Daddy!
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"I write because I don't know what I think until I read what I say." Flannery O'Connor