I got word yesterday that my college roommate’s brother passed away unexpectedly. I have lost touch with her over the past few years, and most of our interaction has been limited to Facebook. But I am going to the funeral.
I used to stress about what to say to somebody when something awful happened. Saying “It’s going to be okay” seems like a lie. It’s not okay.
Over the years I have come to understand that it is not so much what we say, but just being there that really matters. Our presence says what the grieving person most wants to hear: I am here.
So I will go to the funeral, even though I did not know her brother. I am there for her. I will hug her neck, tell her I am sorry and that I love her. I will show up because I know it will mean something to her to have me and her other friends there.
Life is so fragile, uncertain and unpredictable.
Hug your loved ones. Tell them how much you love them. Treasure the time you have together. And thank God for each and every day you are giving here on earth.