When Hello Turns to Goodbye
Monday was national hello day, the idea behind it you say "hello" to at least 10 new people, encouraging openness and a chance to make a strangers day.
I embraced this principle for about an hour and made a point of saying hello to several strangers, unfortunately I fear that they thought I was a nutter and in the case of the semi naked women in the gym changing rooms, quite possibly a pervert.
When I returned home I greeted the savage with hello, she gave me a quizzical look and whined for her breakfast, in fairness the only words she really knows is walkies , biscuits and fetch it. Any combination of these words works for her and she is happy, the word biscuit also makes me happy so I get her excitement.
Then sadly the word hello turned into the word goodbye.
Arthur our elderly neighbour said goodbye to the world and his wife today, there are to be no more hellos, no more words, no more life.
In the blink of an eye he was gone, we went to the hospital and were told by a very young Spanish doctor that his heart was silent, it almost sounded poetic, a very elderly poorly man now silent in word and body.
We sat with him to say goodbye, to speak the words that should have been said when he had ears to hear them, to speak softly with love.
The last goodbye is always the hardest.
Things I have learnt.
Don't wait for someone to die to tell them how much they mean to you, these are words that won't be heard, instead say it when the ears can hear and the heart can rejoice in the words spoken.