Your Message ©

I heard your message; it was very soft and low. I could not hear it through my pain and tears. Nothing could comfort me – nothing at all. The days all blended together. I was going about doing everyday things, but I don’t remember them at all. Time passed.

I heard your message; it was soft and low. I could hear it very faintly, far away and distant. I wasn’t ready yet to really listen. A deep sadness still nestled in my heart. Time passed.

I heard your message, but it was still soft and low. It was so persistent! I strained to hear, I wanted to know what you were saying. I felt like the fog was slowly lifting. Time passed.

I heard your message, now it was getting a little louder. It was a little stronger and more insistent. I was curious about what you were trying to tell me. I spent time searching for answers and hoping to understand. Time passed.

I heard your message, but now it was getting even louder. It was harder and harder to ignore. I had given up trying to find answers and to understand. I realized my life had changed so drastically that the old me was gone forever. The new me was a clean slate. I could be bitter and angry and cut myself off from the people who loved me, or I could try to comprehend your message and do my best to carry out your mission. Time passed.

I heard your message, now it was very, very loud and very, very clear. I could no longer ignore your wishes; they were emblazoned on my heart. Your message was really very simple – you said you were home and at peace and one day we will all rejoice together. Time passes and I will wait.

Paula W. Hickey

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