Signals criss crossing the world a billion times every minute, every second in fact.
We surround ourselves with the security blanket, the comforting feeling that we are never alone.
There is always someone just on the end of those invisible waves who will be listening, even if they are on the other side of the globe.
What if they are further away, beyond our world, maybe in some other place beyond our imaginings?
I had such an experience, an e-mail from a man so long dead that I had almost forgotten that he existed.
A man I once wronged in the most terrible way. I robbed him of life and buried him in an unmarked grave so none could mourn him.
I married his wife and became father to his children and grandfather to his grandchildren as well as my own.
Now I am facing death, a few weeks at most are left to me. My e-mails keep me in touch with the world, but I wasn’t expecting this.
CARPE DIEM-I WILL BE WAITING!
Carpe Diem Martin, seize the day, it’s what I said when I threw the last shovel of earth onto him on that dark and chilly night. Nobody else would know I said it!
How did I know that he was quietly waiting for his own day to begin!
I never feared death, it comes to us all in turn!
But I do now!