Bed time...ahh it feels so good to have a roof over my head and warm blankets over my body. It is nice to know I don't have to fight for food and dig for anything other than my chap stick some times. My heart goes out to the suffering and dying, the cold and the lonely, and those so deep and dark in secrets that life seems unlivable.
Paying it forward is what they call it. I may not have the resources to go overseas and help the Haitians or even help the suicidal student that sits to my right every day at eleven o'clock. I do know that I do what I can. Lately it seems as though I am doing right by reattaching a daughter and her long lost father. A few months ago I listened closely as he told me story after story of his long hippie life well lived. As my ears appeared to be opened miles wide, I heard the slight name of his daughter and I grabbed it and ran. I was soon to look her up everywhere- facebook, myspace, twitter...where ever I thought I may be able to find this little desperate and hurt girl. Hurt, yes I knew she was, because I know to grow up without a father is devastating.
Getting in contact with her, I waisted no time. Did she want to take my hand and allow me to reconnect her with him? No, but the door, as I made sure she knew damn well, was always open. I have yet to connect with her since. Yesterday I received a message on facebook from a woman I had apparently accepted a friend request from months ago. I had no idea we were even friends. She explained in her note that she was this girl's older sister and she wanted to know what was going on. I was honest with her in explaining the long distance and years worth of the friendship between her sister's father and me. Telling her I thought this man had changed his ways since sixteen years prior, I knew he was not going to ever be a wonderful parent but I also knew he wants nothing more than to know the very daughter he had a part of bringing into this world.
I did not think much of it after hanging the phone up with her and did not tell anyone that I had talked to her. When "paying it forward" I rarely tell when a good deed has been passed. God smiles and that is all that I need to warm my heart. The reconnection of this family has been on my heart today and when I returned home after a long day, I got online to search this young girl's older sister on facebook. As soon as I got to her page I read something she had posted last night: "Rachel Catherine thank you from the bottom of my heart!!" Following my smile when this small but significant post was read, I could do nothing but simply thank God for the ability to simply help reconnect a family broken and possibly be a part of restoring His daughter's relationship with her father.
What a nice way to end nothing but a wonderful day.
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