a few days back i bumped into my friend who had just lost his father. his father was not too old for death, at least that’s how they felt considering he was just 60. while my friend was explaining to us the unfortunate incident he just happened to mention that when his father’s cancer was detected the immediate family agreed upon that no one outside of them would receive this news, not even his fathers real brother and sister.
that’s what struck the cord in my head. when i look around and see hundreds of people being afraid of marriage and commitment there comes a time when that stranger/spouse/companion/consort is more dear to us, more dear than our real/blessed relationships. i have always heard that we are all made in pairs, but never clearly understood it.
i mean when detected with cancer my friends father choose not to share it with his brother and sister.
the only person who was there was his Wife, who was nothing more than a stranger once upon a time. the stranger who stood by him, the stranger who knew all his secrets, the stranger to whom the commitment was made and eventually the Commitment that outlasted the individual itself.
it just gets me thinking.. is that the real relation that we are supposed to discover? which one is the illusion ? if that stranger is the real One then why are we so scared? and why can't the eye just know?
not that i have any of the answers to my questions but it really got me thinking though…
until next time
