Before last year I hadn't seen my Dad in 16 years. He contacted me once in a while growing up, but we lost touch soon after I got married. I was always resentful and very hurt every time I thought about him. Then after I left my ex-husband I was doing a lot of reading on healing, forgiveness, and positive thinking. This one particular book had assignments to complete after every chapter. The very last chapter asked you to think of one person that the relationship ended badly or that you haven't talked to in a long time, and reach out to the first person that came to mind. Send them a text, email or message without the expectation of hearing back from them, but just tell them you forgive them and wish the best for them. The first person that came to my mind was my Dad.
I contemplated this assignment for days. I really struggled with it, because there was so much pain connected with the thought of him, and that's when I realized that is why I needed to do this more than ever. I needed to let it all go.
All I had was an old email address, so I sent an email with absolutely no expectation of hearing back from him. What do you know? Three days later I received an email back from my Dad saying everything I ever wanted to hear him tell me. That he loves me so much, and wants to see me as soon as possible, and will pay for my plane ticket to go up to Oregon to visit with him for however long I can stay. I was full of different emotions but most of all in shock.
I took a chance, and went to see my Dad after 16 years. The last time I saw him I was a 15-year old girl waving bye to him from the back of my Grandpa's car. I remember that day somehow I felt like it was the last time I was going to see him, and I stared at him through the back window as long as I could as we drove away.
The 3-day visit was amazing, and everything I needed at that time. We literally spent three days just talking in deep conversations about everything. It felt like I stepped into a twilight zone that was full of peace and good energy and it was only me and my Dad. I learned so much about him, my family that I never really knew, who he is as a person, and how many similarities we shared. It felt very healing to close that painful chapter in my life, and rid myself of all of the hurt and anger that I bottled up inside me for all of those years.
That visit is when I learned about what a meaningful synchronicity was. My Dad explained to me that he was in shock for a whole day when seeing my email, because he literally hadn't opened up that email for years and when he did my email was the first thing he saw. How amazing is that? If I would have never read that particular book, followed through with the assignment the day that I did, we possibly would have never reconnected. I later read that these type of events that happen that we call a "coincidence" is actual considered a meaningful synchronicity. When we experience these types of meaningful events it's a sign that we are on the right path in life.
The day that I left my Dad in the Portland airport I had that same gut wrenching feeling that I had when I was 15; that it was possibly the last time I was ever going to see him again or for awhile. He waited in line with me until it was my turn for the security screening, and as he walked away we both kept looking back at each other with tears in our eyes. Months later I learned that my Dad battled with mental illness and addiction, and when I saw him it was the first time in years that he was stable and sober. He later lost his apartment and became homeless. I'm not sure when I'll see him again, but I do know that God works in very mysterious ways, and I'm so grateful for the three days that I got to spend with him, because it changed my life.
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