#20: An Uncanny Sense + The Preciousness of Life

Reflections

Do you possess that unique ability to sense the unseen, almost like an inner compass guiding you? Many creative individuals seem to share this gift, an intuitive sixth sense that allows them to perceive emotions and nuances in others. They often have an uncanny knack for anticipating trouble before it arises, tapping into a deep well of empathy that helps them navigate the complexities of human experiences. This heightened awareness can lead to profound insights and a rich, imaginative life as they connect with the underlying currents of feelings that others may overlook.

I’ve always considered myself one of those individuals who often perceives events before they unfold. Throughout my life, I’ve had moments where I know something is about to happen—like when I think of someone, and moments later, my phone rings with their name flashing on the screen. At times, I’ve felt an unsettling instinct, only to learn later that something significant occurred with a loved one.

Today was no exception. As Kevin and I took the dogs for a walk this afternoon, a strange sensation washed over me. I dismissed it at first, attributing it to the fact that I had woken up far too early and was dragging after a long day spent in the studio. The exhaustion clung to me, making it hard to shake off the feeling that something was amiss.

Then, in the early evening, my phone rang; it was my mom. The somber tone of her voice instantly sent chills down my spine. As she delivered the heart-wrenching news, it dawned on me that the strange feeling I couldn’t quite place earlier had been a premonition. After a long and arduous battle with cancer, my stepfather passed away this afternoon. The weight of grief settled in my chest, a poignant reminder of the bond he and my mom shared—and our family in general—and the inevitable fragility of life.

Gratitude

I find myself still grappling with a wave of shock as I put my thoughts into words. The only glimmer of gratitude I can muster right now is for the preciousness of life itself. Each moment we have the chance to share with our loved ones is a gift we should cherish deeply. My heart aches for my mom, who I can tell is suffering far more than she expressed during our phone call—her strength is commendable, yet it casts a shadow over her pain.

Amidst the sorrow, I feel thankful for the opportunity to be there for her, to spend quality time together, and to support her in any way possible. Whether it’s simply sitting beside her in silent companionship or offering any comfort she needs, being present for her is a small yet meaningful way I can help during this challenging time.

Hug your loved ones.

See you tomorrow.