“We have stopped for a moment to encounter each other, to meet, to love, to share. This is a precious moment. It is a little parenthesis in eternity.” – Paul Coehol
There’s nothing quite like being 30,000 feet above the world. As I travel home from a weekend trip to Dallas, TX, I can’t help but find my thoughts wandering. It’s late; as I gaze out the window, little patches of lights from far away cities clutter the ground thousands of feet below. The occasional flash of lightning illuminates the sky. Time seems almost frozen.
Whenever I fly, time has a tendency to stop. When I’m up here above the earth, I’m disconnected from the world below. I’m left alone with my thoughts. Being suspended in the air has an incredible way of putting things into perspective.
The Paul Coehol quote above has recently found its way into my heart. As many of you may know, recently I have been grappling with a broken heart and the end of a friendship. I go through phases of hurt, anger and sadness. I’ve found myself questioning whether or not I regret the time spent with this man. How can I find the silver lining in a friendship that has ultimately caused me so much pain?
Coehol’s quote is a poignant reminder that the world is so much bigger than ourselves. It’s a realistic statement that puts our time here in this world into perspective. We are only here for a moment. In our lives, we are meant to experience happiness, pain and hurt. They are the core emotions that are felt across all of humankind.
To regret meeting a person takes a lot of energy. I’m a firm believer in the idea that you meet everyone for a reason. I’m an even bigger believer in the idea that you form relationships with certain people. To regret someone entirely is unrealistic. At some point, that person brought something to your life that you valued enough to keep around for however long you did.
I guess the point I’m trying to make is that even though this boy has made it quite clear to me that he doesn’t want me in my life, I’m still finding it very difficult to fully regret opening up to him as much as I did. That being said, I hope that he realizes that this is a two-way street. Although he’s the one responsible for ending everything, I hope he doesn’t regret our friendship. I hope if he regrets anything at all that he regrets telling me that I’m not a priority. I hope that he learns from what he chose to say to me. And I hope he’s learned never to utter those words to a friend ever again.