I haven’t spilled in a while.
Cups of milk, shards of glass, avocado dessert and green vegetable soup – yes. But not words and thoughts. I didn’t feel like spilling. That’s what happens when you summon all your energy and place it with family and at the bedside of the one that faces the most challenging journey of his life. You gather it all up, hold it in and store all the words and thoughts in bottles with lids and then you shelve those too. Because these are words that are not easily spilled. They are the breadcrumbs in your own journey back to understanding.
But while I’ve been labeling my words and thoughts and archiving them, I have been amazed and simply astounded by the concept of human love.
I don’t really know if I believe in angels – I tend to fluctuate on the issue, especially the stereotypical, white-clothed, fluffy-winged variety of Angel. But I do believe in The Winged Walkers. These are humans that restore faith in humanity – that behave with absolute good intent and bring only kindness, warmth, comfort and support. They make love tangible in all parts of your life and leave you utterly humbled.
I have Winged Walkers in my life and they are the Bringers, Doers and Senders of these things:
- Trips back and forth over highways for departures and arrivals.
- Pots of soup and Goodie Tupperwares.
- Tissue boxes for Africa.
- Stimulating conversation.
- Massages and stories of long ago.
- Designing of presentations.
- Restoration of things lost in cyber hell.
- Handling things.
- Taking over things.
- Brain Cells – when yours seem to have abandoned you.
- Being there in the back row.
- Speaking to the Higher Powers.
- Phone Calls, Whatsapp, Skype, SMS’s, Tweets, DM’s, Group Chats.
- Timely and appropriate memes.
- Grocery shopping.
- Long-distance check ins.
- The ability not to be morose.
- Contacts and Expertise.
- Tough, honest conversations.
- The knowing smile.
- Pop-ins and drop-ins.
- Hagendas for supper.
- Knowing what to do and say.
The Winged Walkers have surrounded us. They are the love-armoured guards that line our long path, fending off hard times and fear. They keep us in the Present. They remind us of what matters. And what doesn’t.
The Winged Walkers have been great teachers. Their registered trademark is the ability to suddenly transform into solid pillars one can lean on.
As we all put one foot in front of the other on this journey, we salute The Winged Walkers because they remind us of one very simple, human thing…
…We do not walk alone.