A few weeks ago, you may or may not remember that I received a surprise from my friend Scott whose 3-year-old sarcastic email popped to the top of my list when I opened my cell. Well, he told me to let his family know he would be at his daughter’s wedding. (The message came via a medium, which I sought out after receiving his email.) Anyway, the wedding was last weekend.
It was beautiful. The bride and groom were beaming. The setting was amazingly romantic and wonderful. Scott’s wife and his younger daughter were stoic and busy hosting a hundred plus guests. Of course, there was an underlying sense of sadness because Scott was not there. So many in attendance missed him, not the least of which were his wife and two daughters. I cried through the whole thing. I miss my friend.
I noticed another friend of the family who was crying after the ceremony too and overheard her say how wrong it was that he wasn’t there. Then, I kinda got angry at him. He really should have been there to walk his beautiful daughter down the aisle. That didn’t make me less sad though.
As I sat waiting for the wedding, I looked for signs from Scott. I saw a tiny orb bobbing around the ceiling. I didn’t say anything because it could have been someone’s diamond reflecting. Although when I thought about it, the direction the sun came in would have made the reflection difficult but not entirely impossible. I know he was there though as I could feel his presence and because he wouldn’t have missed his daughter’s wedding.
It’s okay to be angry, miss someone and celebrate a happy event all at the same time. Grief is a series of emotions. You cannot control them. It’s best to simply ride them out. Cherish the precious memories and hope the good ones will eventually outlast the sad ones.