My Invisible Line of Connection
Today is the first day of the second year following the death of my son, Mitch. It is also the date upon which I had committed to beginning a blog about my spiritual journey and contemplations. This morning, God provided one of those “Invisible Lines of Connection” of which Larry Kushner writes to prove that this is the right day.
I was crossing from Penn Station to my Midtown office in NYC, picking out a different route, as I do each day. Rounding a corner, a young man caught my eye, and then my body in a tearful hug. He is the loving brother of a wonderful young woman, Amy, whose wedding I performed 10 years ago, after connecting very deeply to her and her fiancé during preparation. One month later, I received a sobbing phone call from her husband, Brian, telling me Amy had died very suddenly. Post-mortem examination revealed an undetected cardiac defect had taken her, very much as happened with Mitch all these years later.
Her brother, Andrew, told me today of the “lost years” that followed Amy’s death. It took him a long while to find his way back again fully into life. But he found it, as did the rest of her wonderful family. As we are doing, even now.
Yesterday was Mitch’s yahrzeit. It was a beautiful day, unseasonably warm, and when we visited the cemetery my wife, Rachel, and I could both feel Mitch and God smiling upon us and telling us that we and our family and his multitude of friends are going to be okay.
This morning’s invisible line of connection with Andrew tells me we read the signals right. He and I both believe that Amy, Mitch and the One conspired together to help us find one another – and to help us know we will continue to find our ways forward, with them forever by our sides.