I am your flower, you are my sunshine....
All day I walked past where she stood, head down, looking at my feet and every time I did she would grin and say “smile I am your flower – you are my sunshine”. Needless to say, by the end of the day I was laughing.
Oh my goodness, what a week it’s been and it seems to me I’m not alone in the realization that things are not always what they seem. I’m looking around these days and the smiling faces that were there just a few days ago seem to have withdrawn and turned away. Eyes that were looking eagerly upward shining with the light of anticipation are now turned downward in dark contemplation. Changes are occurring rapidly and even those who are prepared seem to be scrambling to keep up.
Yet even as old doors are slamming shut behind us, at times hitting us on the butt on the way out, something very unique is happening.
For those who have just made it across the threshold there is a moment where the opportunity comes to realize they did not come out alone. Look around; how many of your friends do you see still by your side?
Yes, O.K. a sad scenario it may be to go into a place of light and suddenly have the power shut off and the candles blown out but... were you the only one to make a hasty exit?
I doubt it, which means maybe it wasn’t the place you went that mattered. Perhaps it was the people you met there and the lessons you learned that are what you are meant to take with you through the next open door. Yes, that’s right, another open door...
I see it, don’t you? It’s right over there, only a few steps away. Now, now...don’t be afraid; please. I know it’s hard to turn your back on that other place and take the chance on a new one. Downright scary in fact, but can’t we go there together? Hand in hand?
Oh you may be thinking that you don’t have the energy to do it all over again. You don’t know what’s in there and you are not up to being hurt again. I have to ask you though; isn’t walking forward better than standing still?
I was reminded this week that I cannot control the actions and reactions of others; we can only control our own. This friend is an important lesson so now that the lesson has been learned; lucky us, we can move on.
Where we are going to I haven’t a clue but I do know the walk will be much more fun if we joke with each other on the way. There’s a lot to take in on this journey, much to absorb but when you can strike up an easy banter with those you share the journey with a miracle occurs; you just never seem to get tired of walking.
So why am I writing this today? Who is it for?
It is for the young woman who is my flower. It’s for the other young woman who I promised today that I would try and make smile. It’s for the sister who told me I did not have anything to apologize for and yes of course her family would also always be my family. It’s for the old friend who laughed at me and asked “are you surprised?” It’s for a dear sweet gentleman and his quirky Irish lady friend who suggested we recover from the shock together. It’s for the friends who are standing by me publically and those who are reaching out to me privately. It’s for the ones who thought my spirit could be easily broken and for the ones who tried to break it. It’s for me, a reminder to appreciate those with whom I share my life. It’s for you, a reminder that your true friends are never far away.
Most importantly it’s for us, so we will never ever forget and cherish the fact that we still have each other.
Really truly I am your flower, you are my sunshine; you are my flower, I am your sunshine...
It means that your light and warmth make help me grow and mine in turn nurtures you as well, it means that we grow together and that our shared joy blooms and becomes a garden full of colour, and sweet smelling scents; all we have to do is keep smiling.
Jean Victoria Norloch