One small space in the universe

25 years ago, Vivian, my wife, had to have a major operation. It was, to say the least, a stressful time. On the morning of the operation, I was directed to the main floorof the hospital where I would wait for the results of the  two hour procedure. Unlike today's waiting room,s which are set off, have a t.v., coffee, and reading materials, in those days one simply sat in the main lobby, watching as visitors went to the informmation desk for passes which allowed them access the patients.

My view of the elevators was blocked by a long hallway. As time went by, my eyes were glued to the entrance, hoping to see a smiling doctor with news of Vivian. Without notice, 3 people imerged around the bend. A lady in her 40's and a man about the same age with his arm around an older women who had her head in her hands crying. It didn't take long to realize what had happened. While the  ladies sat, the gentleman went to the wall where a pay phone was waiting. As he made his obligatory calls about the sad news, I watch helplessly as the the young lady tried unsuccessfully to comfort the older. I wanted to get up and just give her hug and tell her how truly  sorry I was. Within moments they were gone. Once again my worry about Vivian took priority.

The promised 2 hours had long passed, when suddenly a small  disturbance was heard by the main desk. Out from the hallway came a young lady in a wheelchair with her husband smiling beside it, holding a giant teddy bear, balloons and flowers. Nurses gathered by the wheelchair to take a look at the new born baby as the proud father left to get the car. The joy and excitement took my attention away from my own worries as I watched this grand moment.

And as quickly they appeared they were now gone.

It was now over 3 hour,s and I my worry turned to panic. Then it happened. Around the corner came the doctor,but not with a smiling face. My heart dropped as I got up to meet him. When our eyes made contact, what was a stern concerned face, turn into a smile with the words, "Everything, went well"

As I look back at that day, and that "space" by the hallway, I realized that I witnessed the total life span:
new life, continuing life, and the end of life.  I also realized that those who shared that space have completely different memories of it. The sadness and loss of hope, the joy and future hopes and new responsibilities, and the thanks for the blessing given of  continued life.

I try to think of the world as a similar "space" where so many events are happening at the same time. I try to remember if saddness comes my way there is joy directed at another. If in my life I suffer a lose, at the same time someone welcomes a new child And, when I seem to lose all hope, someone is granted a blessing and is able to contine.

Just a thought from the C.
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