Each time we part from our loved ones, we should be mindful of how we treat them. Sometimes, as we rush to get our point across or get our way, we may be unduly abrasive in our dealings with others. And as life would have it, who knows? It could be the last time that we see one another. If we part in anger, we may live with a lifetime of regrets.
We may wish that we had been kinder, more understanding or more patient. As we mature, we learn to say less and think more. We cautiously think before we speak because we only hope that there will be an opportunity to make the partings amiable. Shakespeare wrote, “Good night, good night. Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.” Hopefully, there will be a tomorrow.
I am moved to write this piece after seeing a play about the life of the soul-stirring singer, Donny Hathaway. I have been listening to his songs which touch me as deeply as they did many years ago. In fact, they probably reverberate even more now that I have lost many loved ones along the way.
His song, For All We Know, brought me to an absolute standstill as I grieved for those who are no longer present. However, I often feel their warmth at the most needed moments for comfort and solace.
So, as we get older, we should strive to make each parting a sweet one, because we may or may not see that person again. Charles Dickens said it best when he wrote, “The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again.”
Take a moment, push the arrow below for the YouTube clip and reminisce as Mr. Donny Hathaway sings, For All We Know.
June 11, 2015