And As the World Turns

Our per­spec­tive, our sense of what is fair and just in this world, the nice warm snug­gly feel­ing when all is going well in the safe bub­ble we call life. But this post is not about life.

It is about death.
And love.
And a span of time given unselfishly by some­one who chose to leave with grace and strength. That is what I will remem­ber about this post.

The sim­plic­ity of love.
Its power.
And its unwill­ing­ness to let any­thing change it.

Although the sub­ject gives us rea­son to grieve — it is still full of joy –told suc­cintly and hon­estly by a woman with a sweet mem­ory to share and an axe to grind with a dreaded dis­ease. Turn­baby, who authors the blog And As The World Turns usu­ally writes witty, upbeat, and happy posts. Her pop­u­lar blog is full of friv­o­lity, friend­ship and fun that mir­rors the zany (and thought pro­vok­ing) dia­logues heard on her weekly BlogTalk Radio Show. This post was dif­fer­ent. It is called “The Last Good­bye” and is The Ris­ing Blogger’s Post of the Day. It gave me pause.

One day the phone rang. She recalls.….

“I don’t remem­ber how he started the con­ver­sa­tion. I do remem­ber that he told me I should close my door.” What fol­lowed in this piece is what I like to call “stealin’ a piece of time” (thank you, Bon Jovi). It’s those moments in life that stop you on a dime.

A rev­e­la­tion rocks your world.
A change is made.
An inter­nal shift is rec­og­nized.
What mat­ters most is star­ing you straight in the face.

The most pow­er­ful truths can some­times be heard in the sim­plest of mes­sages.
An hour, fif­teen min­utes, five min­utes? How long does it really take to say what matters?

We should all be so brave as the man on the other end of the phone.

Review writ­ten by MIMI LENOX.