The following “Click” is from Kim Wencl. I connected with Kim through the Owning Pink Posse. I was immediately drawn to her and her story. She sent me a copy of the book it is published in and I read it and wept (you will understand more when you read below). Weeks went by and I didn’t cross paths with Kim online, then on the day that Amy died I clicked on Owning Pink and there was a post written by Kim about dealing with the loss of a loved one. The next day I checked my blog and Kim had left a comment for me. I believe that the timing of this was meant to be. Every time I think of Kim I am reminded of our connection to loved ones that have transitioned and it is no coincidence that she was back in my awareness in the days following my best friend’s death. Thank you Kim for sharing your story and for what you represent to me! It is obvious you came into my life for a reason…
WAITING FOR THE CLICK
When thinking about what events in my life “clicked” thus changing my life forever, I found I could narrow them down to two.
The first was September 12, 1983 – the day Elizabeth Jean came into my life. This day was also the most physically painful time of my life. After an excruciating labor and finally a c-section, my girl was born, and when I learned what love was really all about. Elizabeth was the most beautiful baby I had ever seen. She had a massive head of wild black hair, and the biggest blue eyes ever. I knew she was special … but I wouldn’t know just how special until 20 years later.
The second event was September 20, 2003. This day was the most emotionally painful day of my life – the day the physical presence of Elizabeth left me. But, as painful as that was, it was also the day that the God of The Universe came into my life in the most real and vibrant way. It took my breath away and propelled me through some of the most difficult days, weeks and months of my life.
Up until that day, I had a relationship with God, but he seemed to be this distant, far off deity that for a very long time I had cried out to and begged for help … but remained ever silent. Liz’s high school years were tumultuous at best. She was gregarious – she was a cheerleader, she got good grades … but she also smoked, she drank and she experimented with drugs. My husband and I were beside ourselves with worry and fear. We could never understand why she chose to do these things – couldn’t she see how they were ruining her life?
September 20th happened and it was literally the last straw. I breathed a sigh of relief – she’s yours now God – I know you will take better care of her than I ever did.
But God was no longer a silent deity – that day he stepped into my life and became real for the first time.
He gave me peace. Peace that Elizabeth was just fine, that I would be fine, and my family would be fine. We would get through this very difficult, dark time in our lives, and we have.
God opened a door for me that day that I never expected to walk through … but I was offered the opportunity and I took it and once I did, I did not want to go back.
God showed me in no uncertain terms that Liz was just fine, in fact she was more than fine, she was amazing and VERY happy. God reached out to others as well and then in turn they reached back to me.
And I could see this very real path forming in front of me – but again, it wasn’t forced on me – it was always my choice whether to take another step on the path, or completely abandon it for other avenues. However, I have never in my entire life felt so compelled to follow a path as I have this one – I wanted to follow – I needed to follow – oh yes, I followed.
God does not disappoint. He has led me through darkness and despair into love and laughter, but most of all to PEACE and a return to JOY.
Because he reached out to me in such a compelling, powerful, and real way, I now reach out to others through my words and my voice to share my experiences … it is but a small way to begin to repay The Universe for the abundant blessings and gifts received over the past six years.
I look forward to the day when I walk through the veil that still separates Elizabeth and me, and we are completely united. But for now, I am so very grateful for all I have received – it is a sacred trust that can never be broken – not even by death.
Love never dies … and the bond we all share with those we love is never broken … not even by death, and that is the best news of all!
Live in PEACE – but most of all in JOY