I'm a spectator in the lives of some friends who have recently lost a major strand of thread in the beautiful fabric of their lives. This wasn't a little thread in the seam or a little snag under the arm or a barely noticeable thread that broke in the hem. This was the big strand of thread that ran right down the middle of a beautiful design.
The beautiful design is what made the fabric and defined the fabric and without it the fabric just feels and looks all wrong. Now instead of this beautiful design there is nothing but a big hole and it somehow makes the fabric seem less beautiful and no one seems to know what to do with that big hole.
I see some of them trying to cover it up while they figure out what to do with it, but no matter what they put there, it just isn't the right size or shape to completely hide the hole.
I see some of them trying to decorate it and make it fit back in to the original design, but the design just doesn't work the same as it did before.
I see some of them wishing they could just take the fabric away and magically it would fix itself and then they could bring it back and it would be just like it used to be before it got torn, but we all know that doesn't work unless you are Samantha or Jeannie on television.
It's a hard thing to watch. I want to take the fabric and some beautiful threads that match and darn the hole so that it resembles the missing strands and the fabric will still seem as beautiful as it did before. I want to help fill this hole and make the fabric whole again.
But I'm just a spectator.
A simple spectator that can do very little except cheer them on when they try to do something with that hole and support their efforts as they work on darning that hole themselves, pulling the fibers of the fabric back together and do what they can to reclaim the beautiful fabric of their lives.
I love you guys!