A while ago I briefly touched upon the fact that people and things often disappear without warning or without a trace. I said often that’s because we don’t need these people or things as much as we think we do. At the time I was referring to my missing camera, which has since been found, but I’m now reflecting on another occurrence. (I’m sure I mentioned it in passing on here, but for some crazy reason I can’t find where I mentioned it.)
I recall about maybe 3 or 4 years ago I got a text message from Thayne saying that my manager at that time had been let go. He terminated her from the store; yes, that means she was fired. It seemed sudden, but somehow to me it wasn’t that sudden it was more like…finally! Finally, the wool had been removed from his eyes and he saw the truth. I was finally traveling a new path and she wouldn’t be a part of it any more! I remember being both relieved and worried all the same. I was also a bit saddened. She was the person who got me this job in the first place so of course I was sad, but I knew some deep, dark secrets that led up to this and was relieved that at last things would turn around and yet I was worried about who might take her place. Would they be just as bad? I had no idea what was to transpire next. Another disappearance I recall was Daddy’s disappearance.
I’ve told his story numerous times here in the blog. It began with him learning his cancer had returned and was this time more severe. It spread throughout his body and was attacking other organs. His battle led him (and Mom) to the Cancer Centers of America in Tulsa, Oklahoma. It took him far from home and away from Steven and me. Eventually he wound up in the hospice center in Kansas City, Missouri. It appeared Daddy disappeared without a trace and without warning. Somehow, though, to me it was all too apparent and I had to venture on without him. Once again I was relieved, worried, and sad. This seems to be a common thread whenever someone or something goes missing in my life.
At this point in my life many people and things have gone missing or done a disappearing act of sorts. I wish I knew why this happens so frequently and if there’s anyway to change things. I feel, sadly, there is not. The best we can ever hope for is to know that we are just meant to learn some things without them and they are not a part of whom we are to become. I have no other explanation and cannot even come up with anything spiritual, religious, etc. No words of comfort come to mind either. I’m afraid that’s just the way things are. I’m sorry I’m not very reassuring or consoling. For once I’m just as hurt and emotional as the next person. Please don’t take this the wrong way; I’m here to listen to whatever you want to talk about or to just cry on my shoulder (virtually or physically). We’ll all make it somehow and someway with or without that person or thing that seems to have all but disappeared from us.
Love and prayers, as always! ❤