Jan 14 2011

My cousin Brian sent me a letter, it was unexpected and right from the heart. It hit me, hard, and I read it over and over again.
Last night Billy asked me to pray with him and I told him I don't pray but after reading this letter, I really thought about it and what is a prayer but a well wish for someone or something. I don't mean 'lord help me win the lottery or help my team win the championship' but just a simple thought about someone you love who is having a rough go at it for the moment, what is wrong with that? So, I'll need to talk to Billy again and tell him while I may not pray in the traditional sense I think of my family (and friends) a lot, more then a lot and hope they are doing well and want the best for each of them. I guess that is a prayer of a different sort.
This letter shook me because I always think I am the one far away and people aren't thinking of me like I am thinking about them. They are still surrounded by other family to take up their time while I am 5 hours away, out of sight out of mind. This letter made me feel a little more visible, a little more attached, a little more present, if only to one person and that made all the difference in my day today.