I remember that day.
So vividly as if it were yesterday.
Seared on my soul, like a wild brush fire.
Exactly what happened step-by-step.
Moment by moment.
As if those moments were only yesterday.
I remember not knowing what to do.
Shaking and trembling.
The tears, the screams.
The cars sitting in traffic.
Waiting for their turn at the lights
all the while, I felt like my life had just ended.
I was in distress, my ship was sinking
I was drowning
but yet no one heard my mayday call.
It was the end of a dream.
It was the end of my life.
It would change the very meaning of who I was.
I remember begging and pleading with God.
Saying, “No” this can’t be true, this can’t be possible.
How could this be happening.
Please say this is NOT happening.
in one brief moment,
There went my hopes and my dreams.
There went all I had ever wanted in this life.
And all for no reason. All without cause. All without sense.
And in its place, nothingness.
I remember that I could not see beyond,
to what today might hold.
That in that pain, something more and greater would arise.
Something more beautiful than had been there before.
I remember death that day.
But, today, I see new beginnings.
A new life.
I remember feeling resentful, angry, and intensely lonely.
I remember those feelings.
Feelings as if they were just felt a moment before.
Until now, here I stand, having lived through each moment,
since that moment,
standing before you with grace and fully alive.
Emerging from the dark side of the soul.
Now, I know…
I have become what I have meant to be in this world
because of this moment.