You Never Know

This morning, I was reminded of the importance of telling stories and sharing experiences.  The reminder caught me by surprise and vacillated between being a gut punch and a great big virtual hug. More importantly, I was reminded that you never know when something you say or do will have a huge impact on someone. . . positive or negative.

Every dark night is followed by a new sunrise.

On June 6, 2016, on my old blog, I posted A Brief Tribute.  It was my way of saying goodbye to a man who had been very special to me since 1993.

Not knowing it until today, the post became a treasured keepsake for his son, Don, Jr. and this morning, as I opened my laptop, I was confronted with this:

“3 years ago, and 2 days after my Dads passing, Ray Visotski wrote an amazing tribute about my Dad. I weep like a baby girl every time I read it, but it’s one of my favorite reads every year. I found out so much about him after his passing, although none of it surprised me.
I am the luckiest guy in the world to call him my Dad. Cliche yes, but if you knew him you’d understand. I’ll see you soon. I know you’re laughing your a$$ off up there seeing me lose my mind hourly with these twins (and dogs). Man, I miss you. Till next time.”

FB link here:  Three Years Ago

Yes, and I too wept like a little girl early this morning, reading Donnie’s words and my original post. I was reminded of the pain of loss. At the same time, and more profoundly, I realized the impact of a sincere compliment and the importance of sharing experiences.

I know a lot of people but have very few friends. Don Sowers was a friend.  We both knew where we stood with each other and there was nothing left to say besides goodbye. To have that kind of relationship with anyone, a relationship with no secrets, no harbored regrets or no reasons to apologize for behaviors,  is a special gift.  The good news is that we each have the power to create those types of relationships in our lives.

All we have to do is let it happen.

Thank you, Donnie.  Your words show that your dad (and mom) planted good seeds and nurtured them over the years. You honor his legacy by your actions.

About Ray V.

Living in Aiken, South Carolina, USA, I like to share what I am looking at, thinking about or listening to. I refer to this as the view out my window. Thanks for stopping by.
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