Today was a hard day.
We reserve certain words for important occasions. We reserve words for moments when words can not even begin to describe the way we feel. We reserve these words for the moments when words fail us completely and we have to venture out into the arena of sadness and heartbreak. The words that I reserve for days like today.... I Love You. Three of the hardest words for me to say. Three words that can change a persons life. Three words that can wrap those that hear it in an embrace that my arms are not capable of giving. Three words that, when words fail me, are the only words I have to express anything.
Today was a hard day because I said those three words more than I have in years. Today was a hard day because I hate to see people so broken. I hate watching tears stream down the faces of people who have lost one of the most important people in their lives, and I hate that this is the way I had to see all the people that I love. Today was a hard day because death is real. Today was a hard day because those three words still aren't enough.
Today was hard, but today was real.
I saw the faces of the people that I love most. Some of them have been absent for years, and some have been just down the road waiting for me to call. I never call, but now I know that they are all still there. Now more than ever. I truly love these people. You know how I know this? Because words failed me today; a rarity, and yet I could always get the words I Love You out before the tears had a chance to make their way down my face.
I love the woman that we were all their for. She did more for my life than just about anyone I know. I wish it hadn't taken today to realize that. I love that all of the people that were there had been affected, touched, blessed, and loved by her. I love that we were able to laugh and comfort, hold and embrace, and breathe deep into each others chests; as if it had been days since we last saw each other. I love that we all care about each other and I love that she played a crucial part in fostering the friendships that we carry with us. I love that their is beauty in tragedy, and I love that when words fail me I can still tell you guys that I Love You. Because I do.
We reserve certain words for important occasions. We reserve words for moments when words can not even begin to describe the way we feel. We reserve these words for the moments when words fail us completely and we have to venture out into the arena of sadness and heartbreak. The words that I reserve for days like today.... I Love You. Three of the hardest words for me to say. Three words that can change a persons life. Three words that can wrap those that hear it in an embrace that my arms are not capable of giving. Three words that, when words fail me, are the only words I have to express anything.
Today was a hard day because I said those three words more than I have in years. Today was a hard day because I hate to see people so broken. I hate watching tears stream down the faces of people who have lost one of the most important people in their lives, and I hate that this is the way I had to see all the people that I love. Today was a hard day because death is real. Today was a hard day because those three words still aren't enough.
Today was hard, but today was real.
I saw the faces of the people that I love most. Some of them have been absent for years, and some have been just down the road waiting for me to call. I never call, but now I know that they are all still there. Now more than ever. I truly love these people. You know how I know this? Because words failed me today; a rarity, and yet I could always get the words I Love You out before the tears had a chance to make their way down my face.
I love the woman that we were all their for. She did more for my life than just about anyone I know. I wish it hadn't taken today to realize that. I love that all of the people that were there had been affected, touched, blessed, and loved by her. I love that we were able to laugh and comfort, hold and embrace, and breathe deep into each others chests; as if it had been days since we last saw each other. I love that we all care about each other and I love that she played a crucial part in fostering the friendships that we carry with us. I love that their is beauty in tragedy, and I love that when words fail me I can still tell you guys that I Love You. Because I do.
