My blog this week was to mark the 40th year of my Dad’s premature passing from cancer. It started sadly like this…
It always begins around the end of April.
Right around the time the snow melts and the trees begin to bud, the itch begins. It’s hardly noticeable at first, then it begins to intensify. Over time, an abrasion shows. Soon, it becomes sore and finally, it opens into a small wound.
It’s been going on like this for years — 40 years exactly this week.
The more I try not to notice it, the harder it is to ignore. Soon, I am reminded of the scar it left behind.
I stopped there — at a loss for words. The plan was to write about the sadness of losing a loved one. The continual pain it causes; its lasting side-effects, especially when a child loses a parent.
But I just could not find the words or the strength to continue. Then it happened…
On the anniversary of my dad’s death, I received a text from a close childhood friend, whose wife, also a dear friend, has been in her own grudge-match with cancer.
In short, it read:
We went to the doctor on Monday and … the tumor has disappeared!
Coincidence? There are no coincidences with God.
The day that has been marked by sadness for decades now has been transformed into a day of celebration; and like that, the words came to me:
A song of praise rose from the silence, gliding on the wind, capturing my full attention. and these words were whispered into my ear.
“Rejoice! Your Dad is up here with Me!”
James Henry is also the author of Corporation YOU: A Business Plan for the Soul, ‘Twas, Hail Mary series, and two children’s books: The Second Prince and Klaus: The Gift-giver to ALL! To contact James or book an interview, please contact Mark of Goldman/McCormick PR at (516) 639-0988 or Mark@goldmanmccormick.com.