Quiet Storm by Fr. Nick F. Lalog II, 09 November 2020
I have always believed life is more on coming than on leaving because whenever we leave, we also come. But, there is something about leaving that makes it strongly felt than coming: from the pain of leaving follows emptiness - the angst of still living when someone is missing.
Most painful part of leaving is when you are the one left behind; it is the one who leaves who actually comes to somewhere else while the one left bears the scars of leaving, like grappling with the unseen presence of nothing but memories gone with the one who had left who might never come again.
But, I think it is when leaving is truly hurting that it turns into a coming - an arrival of blessing of opening to a new lease on life and living when we discover somebody anew filling what's missing within not necessarily seen that together we spin a new thread in life again.
The other person gone is never replaced by a newfound one; that's the beauty of every leaving and coming when we leave in order to come creating a space for a new one until it leaves again to come another one until finally we become one in the Only One.
Friendships should depend on nothing like TIME and SPACE. Remove TIME and what we have is NOW; remove SPACE and what we have is HERE. Don’t you think we could meet once or twice between NOW and HERE?
Richard Bach, Jonathan Livingston Seagull (1970)
