Yesterday I heard a song from an eighties rock group, that I know you too will recall.Its lyrics were adapted from the bible book, Ecclesiastes and reads:
To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven
A time to build up,a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together
To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time for peace, I swear it’s not too late.
As I listened to these lyrics my heart soared,. It served as a perfect analogy of the thirty five year friendship that Victoria and I shared, and gave words to this most recent season that we have now entered.
From the beginning our friendship was destined.. There were no motives or fanfare or agreement in our meeting,, just the quiet, unspoken wish for two kindred spirits to once again unite..
This unspoken ‘purpose” of our friendship, which many times surpassed even our understanding, withstood many “seasons” in our lives. Seasons in which we both served as daughters, sisters, wives, mothers partners, only to renew and revive itself to provide the assurance that the universe makes no mistakes.
This most recent season, however, was the most precious of them all. It was a season which all the other seasons had been preparing us for. A time which demanded a vow of complete assurance.
Grounded in a foundation of honesty and trust tested over a lifetime of seasons we were able navigated the physical, mental and spiritual landmines we encountered during Victoria’s illness realizing that it wasn’t so much the “things”, as much as our realization that four shoulders are definitely stronger than two.
In closing, they say there are defining points in your life, marriage, the birth of a child, a sixth birthday, which give it depth and meaning. I can only wish for you all the indescribable feeling of completion and fulfillment that having a true friend offers.
With love and gratitude,
Tina-Tina