Victor Bellis passed on recently. As a friend, I did not know him that well, but I did see a resemblance to my own dad in him. I’m not sure why, because if you compared pictures, you would probably say they didn’t look anything like each other.
On our journeys we come across many other souls, and some of them just for a moment pass through. I once watched cars flowing past me on a highway and wondered what each driver’s journey was about. Victor crossed my path, and others have shared the richness of his life, and I accept the blessing he was in those brief moments we had.
It’s difficult to let go of a loved one, but I like his attitude of telling us to move on – he’ll be waiting for when we take the step he has.
Our lives are peppered by news of every little action others take in their thirst for attention – and the time we spend paying attention is time we’ve lost living our own lives, and touching those around us.
Thank you, Victor, for the opportunity to say hello and how are you. The sound of your voice now echoes in my soul.