I feel like I have been a bit quiet in this place. And I thought I’d share today a few reasons why.
- I’m completing an additional coaching certification program.
- I’m designing a website (with the help of a professional designer) that intwines coaching, writing, and photography and will become my new space. My current space here will be attached, so no worries for me to loose connection with you!
- I’m designing a new journal to be published in May when my website will be launched.
At times it has been a bit overwhelming, and I experience moments of “what am I doing?’ and “who am I to do this?”
But then often an affirming word comes from a friend, a teacher, or family member.
God knows exactly what we need, doesn’t He?
Someone who has always been instrumental to my dreams and visions is my child-hood friend, Rhonda. It’s been 2 years now since her passing, and even though many miles separated us during the majority of our friendship, the connection never did.
So today I thought I’d re-post a tribute to my best friend forever ‘n ever.
Rhonda, you inspire me….forever ‘n ever
A Life Tapestry (first published at Connecting Stories)
Tapestry: used in reference to an intricate or complex combination of things or sequence of events
“I wonder,” I said, my mind recalling a phone conversation just days before. “Maybe we should introduce him to Carol? She’s ready to meet someone and loves music. Rob plays in a band. There’s a common interest already!”
My best friend Rhonda, and her husband Sheldon, held their wine glasses up, gesturing a toast. I picked up my glass of water, and we smiled at each other. You know, those mischievous smiles with a sense of excitement too from a grand idea that is even better when three are involved, and the other parties don’t know!
And, yes this was a set-up. A long-distance set-up as Rob resided in Ontario, and Carol in Alberta. A set-up eighteen years ago when the newspaper classifieds were the ‘dating’ sites of the time.
And Rhonda was still healthy.
On the morning of April 12, 2015, Rhonda passed away after 4 years of a hearty battle with cancer. Always a high achiever, she didn’t let her cancer take away her ambitions and zest for life. Those four years, between cancer treatments, she participated in fund-raising events for breast cancer, traveled with her two daughters to New York, and other warmer climates, her last trip to Cuba just this past February with her three children, husband, and other family members.
We met when we were three so do not remember a moment of my life, my world when she was not in it. She was the ‘Stand By Me’ part of my life–stomping through creeks, swimming in her back yard pool, hacking worms in half and watching both parts squirm, dolls then Barbies then boys, Holly Hobbie party dresses then Levis and Addidas. I moved west when 14 years old but we still connected, always, through letters, cards, calls and my visits back home.
And she believed in my dreams, in my writings. And if I have any regret, it is that she never saw me be published, her name gracing the dedication on the first page.
And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose. Romans 8:28
At her Celebration of Life, attended by almost 300, I looked over at Rob, Rhonda’s husband’s best-friend, and the husband of Carol, my high school friend, another friend forever ‘n ever. And my heart filled with gratitude for that moment 18 years ago where three got together scheming the set-up of two, a part of His tapestry, the weaving the together of lives for His purpose.
Because God has it all figured out, I am woven to Rhonda, forever ‘n ever.