“Oh sweetheart, I’m so sorry…” consoled Verona, as she wiped her tears from her eyes.
“Wow…” whispered Dominic, as his eyes slowing descended upon the table.
“My dear child. That is one of the most sad, and yet romantic things I’ve ever heard,” added Tom, as he thumbed a fading tear from his eye.
“Hey. If you don’t mind,” cautioned Dominic. “What happened next?”
“Its okay. Its fine.” I answered as I glanced around the table.
“Go ahead, we’re listening,” insisted Tom, as he looked on, compassionately.
“Two hours must have gone by as I sat in my car listening to an extended segment of a Christian radio talk show. When I first got in I ran through the stations in hope of finding something to help bring me back to myself. As I surfed I kept coming across this station where I found myself being drawn in by the topic of discussion. The host was explaining God’s intended purposes for our lives. After listening for the duration of the show, I finally got myself together and headed back upstairs to the room.
When I stepped off that elevator into the corridor leading to her room, my life was suddenly transformed forever. I thought I was strong and could handle anything that came my way. But what I experienced next is something I believe no one is ever completely prepared to encounter. A floor attendant stopped me as I made my way toward the door leading into her room.
‘Oh Ms…Ms!’ she cried out as she rushed over toward me.
‘Yes, what is it?’ I asked, in a frantic tone. Sensing something was wrong.
‘Its…’ she paused, before quickly adding. ‘I’m sorry. Its your father.’
‘What! What happened?’” I asked, frantically.
With a sad look in her eyes she slowly whispered, ‘He died sweetheart…I’m sorry.’
It felt as if my breath had suddenly escaped my body. After that I remembered nothing. Not even when my legs must have given out and I fell into her arms before she guided me over to a nearby chair. What brought me back was her voice asking if I was okay. ‘Why…what happened?’ I asked. Staring unto the floor, trying to regain my composure. ‘I saw everything,’ she answered, in an apologetic tone. I attempted to rise to my feet, while still in disbelief. ‘Please, remain sitting. It will do you some good, at least until you catch your wind.
