The past 24 hours have been surreal. I went out last night for some typical Saturday night festivities completely blind to that fact that I had lost some influential people/souls in my life.
I didn't feel right at the beginning of last night. I went to a hockey game and halfway through the game, something hit me. I remember going into a daze and thinking that I needed to get out of there. It was one of the gut feelings that happened, but went away after an hour or so.
My phone had died and I was supposed to meet some friends at their house. When I showed up they weren't back yet so I was forced to walk around the area for a while. I knew completely well that nothing was open and I was starting to get cold. I walked by a church and if you know me, you know that I usually don't trust religion. It's changed the best people I know. But something brought me in. I remember walking into this church and wondering why it was open. On one of the main doors there was a sign that read, "Open to those whenever needed."
I sat down on one of the couches, plugged in my phone and looked around. It was completely silent and surprisingly peaceful. I feel kind of weird admitting this, but I prayed for my family. I haven't really talked to them in months and something just brought me to the thought of them. I prayed for their health, safety, and overall stability. After this brief moment, my phone turned on. I called the people I was meeting up with, and left the church to hang out with them.
As the night went on, I felt more like myself again. I started to open up to the people I was with about certain things that I've been dealing with this year.. It was crazy, but it felt kind of good.
I woke up around 9:30 and headed back to my dorm. As I was walking back, I almost got hit by a car. When I say almost, it was a matter of inches. I don't know whether this person was drunk or not but they swerved all the way over to the sidewalk and barely missed me. It was as close of a call as it gets.
There were a few other close calls that night/day that I'm not going to go into, but I failed to connect the dots until later.
I woke up around 1:30 pm and got a text from my parents asking for me to call them when I got the chance. I learned that a mentor of mine growing had committed suicide the previous day. I also learned that my parents had put down my dog that same day as well. That was my first real conversation I've had with my parents in a while. We went over how everything was going on both sides of things. After that, I reached out to my brother who I haven't talked to since I was 10. We talked for about an hour or so.
The more I thought about it, the more it all made sense to me. I may have lost two souls in my life, but I gained two more watching over me from above.
I think they were watching over me last night when I talked to some friends for the first time in person about some difficult things going on in my life. I think they were watching over me when I almost got hit by a car. I think they were watching over me when I could of got in real trouble last night. I think they might have answered some of my prayers.
Life is good. People go, scenarios change, but life goes on. I've got some great people watching over me above and I'm ready to kick some ass in this one life we all live.
Until next time,
Will Biernat
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