Birth

Today I was blessed with being able to be a reader, a reader of incredible, touching, moving writing. Sis sent me an e-mail, with a link:

I know you’re scared, and with good reason. But do you ever read Always Aroused Girl’s blog? She had a great post the other day that I thought reflected on your situation. BIRTH This is your chance to be reborn.
Better late than never.

I read the post, and read it again. Then I realized that Carrie deserved – no, needed – to share in this and I forwarded her the e-mail from Sis. Later that day Carrie wrote Sis back, and copied me:

Hi Sis,
Thank you for sharing that post with Nate. He forwarded it to me. Her words touched me because they are the ones I have been trying to get him to hear. It is so hard to love someone and yet know you must push them out of the nest. It is not unlike sending a child off to college. When the time comes, you have to know you've done your best and hope you have given enough of a base for them to succeed. I have no doubt that when Nate has to fly he will, but he will hang onto the last branch as long as he can.
Thanks again,
Carrie

I read her words, and read them again and was struck by the imagery of flight for it was driving back from the airport Sunday, driving home, that I was struck by the lyrics from If This Is Goodbye

Your bright shining sun
Would light up the way before me
You were the one
Made me feel I could fly
And I love you
Whatever is waiting for me
If this is goodbye
If this is goodbye
Mark Knopfler