I’m watching an episode of Supernatural where Cas sends Dean and Sam back to 1978 to save their mom and dad from an avenging angel.
Sam meets his mom, unlike Dean that has had that painful pleasure once before. Of course, Mom does not know they’re her sons from the future, but the sons knows that very well.
Lots of emotions wrapped up in seeing a mother you never knew because she died when you were still a baby.
If you had the chance to travel back in time to come face to face again with a loved one long lost, would you?
I’ve been thinking about that kind of thing lately.
I could go back to before Rusty died and maybe save his life. Go back to before my father died and saved us all a lot of misery. Even try and go back and save myself from making a few mistakes along the way.
Everything that happens to you, makes you the person you are now. Every sad thing helps you to understand that sadness in somebody else. The happiness you had serves to enable you to help somebody else find that happiness. Your sad days, your happy days, your tears – every experience you have helps you along the way. Does not make the journey any easier, but I doubt that that is what it’s about.
Since I have no earthly idea if I still even have a goal still left to accomplish, I have to surmise from my continued existence that I might still have something left to do, even if only to make my life as bearable to me as possible.
Once, my dude said to me that he wished we’d met 20 years earlier. Sometimes I wished that too. To have known him for longer than just a few months would have been good to me. Alas. I would not have been the person I am now, 20 years ago. I would not have been able to appreciate the nuances of life had I not experienced the sadness and joy.
Nice to think about it. Nice to wonder what would have been possible had you been able to go back in time. To a time when life was softer.
Always nice to escape the harsh realities of life as we know it by a little daydreaming not so?
Hope your Sunday is a good one…