CONFLUENCE

 

Her grandpa’s funeral was over…but she still hurt inside

so she ran into her bedroom…closed the door…and cried.

On her bed…her face lost in her pillow…is where her Grandma found her

and with the gentleness of an angel…put her arms around her.

“I miss him so much,” she said…”and I know all this crying might upset him

but Grandma…I am so afraid…I’m going to forget him”.

“Forget your grandpa!…Oh, sweetie…that is something we will never see.”

“Come,” she said taking her granddaughter’s hand, ”take a walk with me”.

Grandma smiled at her granddaughter as they walked into the sun

and as they sat down on the shore where two rivers become one.

“What you and Grandpa had was special…and he wouldn’t be upset to see you cry…

but don’t worry…you will never forget him…and before you is the reason why.”

“We are sitting at the point where two rivers come together and a brand new river starts.”

“Can you see how, once they’ve been combined, you can no longer tell them apart?”

“This same thing happened with you and Grandpa as it does with family and friends”

“Once your two lives joined together it’s hard to know where you begin…

and where your grandpa ends.

“Whenever two people share love,” she said, “in their own time and space

a harmony…a symmetry…a confluence takes place.” 

“A confluence is like a miracle…one river born from two…

Which means you will always be a part of him…and he a part of you.”

“It’s a simple fact of life…that nature has created…

once two rivers come together…they cannot be separated.”

The little girl placed her head on her grandma’s shoulder,

she held her hand…she wouldn’t let go…

and they sat in silence on the riverbank watching the river flow…

Watching two rivers come together

watching as a new river starts…

and sharing one of nature’s miracles…

the confluence of two hearts.