My reflection: I sadly remember the words I wrote in Stay Close:
“What was the most painful thing I’ve ever said to you?” I asked an older Jeff.
His answer was quick; he knew.
“When you and Dad picked me up from the police station after my arrest, you told me that you wished I weren’t your son.”
I was stunned into silence, rummaging through my brain trying to remember if I said those words. How could I have said those words?
“I’m sorry, Jeff; I’m so sorry. Please forgive me.” What more was there to say? In anger, we parents say things we don’t mean, and our words pierce our children’s remembrance like a blade.
Today’s Promise to consider: Words are mighty. I’ve said things to both my sons that I wish I could erase. I’ve put thoughts into speech that have seemed to take on a life of their own and come true. Today, I will be mindful of what I say. My words will be positive and spoken from a compassionate heart.
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These few words prompted, in me, so many tears. Thank you.
My brother John died last July 2016. He was an alcoholic. He laid at least 5 days before they found him. John wasn't a bad guy but had a sad life. I did what I could but I also said things I wish I hadn't. I was just so sick and tired of the disease and the behavior that went along with it. I appreciate your weekly meditations so much. You always say something that I need to hear. Thanks, Libby.
Bless you my friend . Always appreciate your words of wisdom. Thank you for being you.