I want to write this morning. The problem is, I do not know what I want to write about. I have so much on my mind that I cannot sleep. That is fairly normal for me. There are times when I have so much on my plate that things get jumbled in my mind, and no matter how hard I try I can't make the mental break from these things so that I can get rest. Tonight is such a night.
I am thinking about a friend I have not seen in several years. I do not know where he is right now, and I would love dearly to talk to him again. I did find his son online, and tonight was able to send an email to him in the hopes that he might relay the information to his dad. Meanwhile, I have found a recording of him online. He speaks publicly, and so there are some recordings of him here and there. It is nice to be able to hear his voice even though I cannot see him.
There are a number of people I have lost contact with over the years, and it pains me having lost them. Even recently, I had been thinking about calling an old friend who I had likewise lost contact with. But, before I could contact him, I learned of his death only the week before. I had waited too long, and would never get the closure I sought. I missed out on having closure with several people. I was not there when my mother died, I was not there when my father died, and there will be countless other people I will never get to tell how important they are to me.
Lost opportunities. We cannot go back, and we cannot change things if we wait too long. It is important that we tell people that they matter to us. We may never get another opportunity.
