Today I went to Harvard Square to get discount tickets to the Peabody Essex Museum (PEM) in Salem. You see when Candice was in the hospital, a Buddhist Priest would visit often to meet with her. Although she was not a Buddhist, the spiritual beliefs of this religion were closely in line with how Candice lived her life and so she found great comfort in meeting him. During one of his visits, he asked that I stay so that we could reflect together. At this time, he mentioned that he went to the PEM to see a special exhibit where birds play spontaneous music with electric guitars. Candice's eyes lit up and she looked at me and said: "We have got to see this!". So I am going to go this Friday and I am sure that Candice will be there too!
Well on the way home from getting the tickets in Harvard Square, I had an accident with a cyclist. I am a cyclist and ride to and from work and all over during normal times. So I am very diligent about cyclists! Needless to say I turned right and we collided. I pulled over and got out. He was staring at me in shock and shaking. I looked at him and started to cry. I apologized and explained that I didn't see him and that I am just not myself these days. I told him that my wife just passed away and I should NOT be driving. He stared at me with compassion and said he was a Pastor at Harvard and asked if he could pray with me. I told him I would like that very much. I gave him my name and number and told him to let me know if there was any damage. He texted me later that day and told me he and his bike were fine but that he would continue to pray for me. Needless to say, our meeting ended up being "no Accident" at all. Thank you Aaron!
My days are lonely and I miss Candice's physical presence, but I feel her spiritually in much of my day.