I was in the middle of a very heated discussion with friend and former employee of my husbands. I was not being the positive, love and light, super nice bubbly person most of you know ( yeaaa I just built myself up there because I’m about to tear myself down…) I was being a straight up Bi*@#! Yup, you read that right.
Let’s face it, life happens, okay, we are human. We all make mistakes, no one is perfect. I made a mistake. And the lovely human emotions we have all been equipped with sure don’t help us out any. Your crazy if you think that there are people out there who don’t succumb to stress, anxiety, anger, or sadness. I don’t care how often you meditate! Human emotions are not escapable. However, it is how we react to these emotions that make life easier or harder. I didn’t react well. I lost it on this sweet guy. I really did. I will not get into why I was so upset, it’s not important at all.
I’ll only tell you that it was not something I should have ever been upset about, because let’s face it…LIFES SHORT. Annnnnyway, so I’m spitting out all kinds of a negative, hurtful things to him when he responds with, “I don’t have to take this. My MOM just died and I don’t care what you think!” I think that’s when it hit me. How petty, ridiculous, rude, and unkind I was being. I was disgusted with myself.
Some time passed and I can’t remember when or how long it took before my stubborn self got the balls to apologize to him, but I did. I probably wrote him twenty different apology “texts”, none of them sounding sincere enough and all of them sounding passive aggressive before erasing each one.
Just as I was about to give up it happened. You guessed it, (you’re getting the hang if this right?). His mamma popped in for a visit, I didn’t have the pleasure of meeting this sweet woman while on earth, but her spiritual presence gave me the same sweet and warm feeling that I’m sure she gave while here. She let me know her son was going through a rough time, that I needed to make sure that he knew she was going to be with him, that she loved him, and oh yeah.. To get the necklace back.
I told him all of this, he graciously accepted my apology and replied with “okay, but I don’t know about any Necklace”. And we left it at that. I had no doubt he would figure it out and understand at some point what his mom meant.
Several months later his mamma visited me again, she wanted me to tell him that she loved him and was giving him strength that day. It was actually his birthday on that very day, I had no idea. I just KNEW I had to let him know what she said. He thanked me and then I asked him if he ever figured out the necklace… he said OMG I totally forgot about that, yes!!
He said while his sister was looking through some of his mothers jewelry for something special to give to his niece (her daughter) she found a necklace that he had bought his mom years ago for Mother’s Day. She gave it back to him and he gave it to his wife as a gift.
He then told me he and his wife had since separated and that his wife left his mothers necklace on the night stand in their bedroom for him. So in the end he got ‘The Necklace” back.