A dedication to someone special…
Sometimes the smallest things can become your biggest moments, baring treasures that hold the most profound meanings. It might be nothing more than a flash, a brief second, but it is that very brief second that slows down time into slow motion as it captures your heart with wonder. Forever, it stays in your memory, captured as the moment when a special occurrence came to be.
Personally I love when it happens, and it makes me smile that the humblest moments are the ones that engrave themselves into my mind. I love that I’m simple enough to experience such moments, that they bare the intensity they do for me and that I recognize them as the ones that have a forever, lasting impact. That they are the ones that become my most treasured moments. For it is not important of how expensive that treasure was, but it is the moment and the emotion that was stirred throughout the process. I feel extremely blessed when it happens, for both, the experience of the moment and to be the chosen one who was bestowed upon to experience this kindness.
And so it happened on Thanksgiving day this year. I had to work at 3PM and I would be celebrating this holiday mostly with my extended work family. One of the things I was celebrating was my relationship with my boss and how it had developed into a status of friendship over the past months. There was a different level of trust these days and our relationship went passed the status of a boss and an employee. It was and remains something that I cherished and I’m forever grateful to have earned his trust. We talked often, exchanging life experiences and wisdom, and we leaned on each other when things got tough or one of us needed a little cheering up. There was an alliance and we made each other’s day better by having fun at work and doing what we had to, to stay on track with goals and metrics. We made a great team and I can honestly say that I have found a dear friend and not just a boss.
I pulled into the parking lot on Thanksgiving day, but decided to park behind the building. It would be nuts and soon the lot would be packed with customers hastily rushing from stores to store to get the best deals. I could visualize the car dings and the hectic and was heading for safer grounds. I saw my boss walking through the parking lot and drove towards him to say hi. I was rolling down the window as he walked up to my car, looked at me and held his closed fist out towards me. He was holding something inside his hand and for a moment I hesitated about his unexpected gesture. I’m not sure what I thought it was, but after a brief second my open palm met his hand. He placed the object he had held into my palm and slowly withdrew his hand. I looked at what it was, choked up and couldn’t speak, while watching him silently walk away. Later I would find out that the serenity rock he had given me was something he had for a long time. Coincidentally he had come across it and felt that it was time to pass it on and that I should have it. I’m not sure why he thought so, but whatever the reason, it was one of those moments I will never forget and a rock became my biggest treasure.
I still can hardly describe the moment and weeks later I still remember the impact that this moment had on me. The stone is always in my sight and sometimes I hold it to remind myself that serenity is always within our reach. That we can hold it within our palms, and that we can find it wherever we are in our journey. For me it was only normal that I would direct my attention to the serenity prayer that bares a message relevant for this time. You already know that I believe nothing happens by coincidence and that everything has meaning. You might not see it the same and I do recognize that pretty much everything that happens in my life these days, is perceived as some sort of sign by me. To be honest, I like it that way and I enjoy the level of awareness my soul has grown into. It’s a peaceful place and I believe that the universe guides us all, that the spirits mean well for us and that they are always by our side. It is up to us to see what signs and messages they have in store. Lately, finding feathers is a huge part and an almost daily occurrence. “When feathers appear, loved ones are near”. I feel guided by my loved ones and I know my Dad and even Nikki is close, watching me safely through this process. As the watch me from across the veil, I know I’m not alone and that one day we will reunite.
God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change;
Courage to change the things I can;
And the wisdom to know the difference.
Living one day at a time;
Enjoying one moment at a time;
Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;
Taking, as He did, this sinful world as it is, not as I would have it;
Trusting that He will make all things right if I surrender to His Will;
So that I may be reasonably happy in this life and supremely happy with Him forever and ever in the next.