I called my dear cousin today. I hadn't called in a couple of years. I learned a wonderful thing by doing so: my brother had written to her occasionally up until the time he stopped communicating with me. So he had reached out to someone in the family besides myself. That touches me. I also reaffirmed my love for her and on the same day she had been to the funeral of a dear friend of hers. Did I instinctively know to comfort her? It's mysterious. We caught up about our children and grandchildren and reminisced about her mother, whom I adored and my parents who were so good to her. Both of us know one of us may die before we speak again, and we expressed our love and gratitude for each other.
It was so easy. Even the part about talking about my brother's death. My cousin is a truly beautiful soul. It's been and still is a privilege to know her. I'm so glad I reached out. This holiday season is good for the impulse to reach out. To say the things we often only think about but don't express. We want to face the new year and it's challenges by clearing up the undone soul tasks of the old year. I feel lighter and happier for having done so.
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