A Good Man – Chapter 6 – JohnA Passaro
You don’t hear
What is truly important in life
With your ears.
You hear it with your heart.
The universe works in mysterious ways.
It is determined to have me solve its clues.
It is 5:30 a.m. on a Monday morning in June.
School is in the rearview mirror and summer is on the horizon.
I am driving east on Sunrise Highway on Long Island.
A highway that is so appropriately named.
The sunrise is spectacular.
The suns rays are blinding.
The sun is rising up the center of the road on the horizon.
The trees are perfectly symmetrical on both sides of the rising sun.
It is my own personal Manhattanhenge.
It is as if the universe is saying to me, “If you keep canceling on us, we are just going to have to come to you.”
I take in the magnificence of the scene.
Its initial effects on me are minimized due to my mood.
To say that I am less than ecstatic about driving my son Maverick to work this early in the morning is an understatement.
I do though, as it is my solution to the problem of having two vehicles in my household and four people needing to use them.
Day after day for the last few weeks I have been reluctantly making this same trip and never once making the connection between the coincidences in my life, and the beauty of nature staring me right in the eye.
The game of charades is currently in progress in my life.
My subconscious mind is using nature and its beauty to give me clues.
The beach ball is rising near the surface again.
I suddenly have this overwhelming feeling of truly knowing.
Nature has aligned its beauty and magnificence to bring memories of Bill to the forefront of my mind.
There has only been one other time in my life when I drove to work traveling east into a sunrise.
Some thirty-one years ago when Bill was my boss.
I remind myself of this coincidence.
I believe this coincidence is a clue.
I believe the reason I needed to drive Maverick to work this early in the morning was to experience my own personal “Manhattanhenge”.
I take a few seconds in stillness and I combine the coincidence with the beauty of nature.
They say that suffering and beauty often appear together in life.
A thought comes rushing up through my gut.
What if what I want to say to Bill – and don’t, could be exactly what he needed to hear – and didn’t?
You go through life and you never tell people how much you care about them.
We probably should all do that more often.