My friend’s father passed away last week. My friends’ mother died yesterday. Not the first of my friends’ parents to go, but it’s happening more frequently. My friends’ baby is dying in utero. Not the first friends to lose a baby. My friend’s fiancé is sick. Very sick. Not the first. Not the first.
My heart is breaking but at the same time I have so much hope for the future, wonderful memories of the past and happy times here and now, leaving me with a confusing feeling…does it make sense to be welling happy tears of sorrow, nostaligia, grief and love? Or perhaps it’s sorrowful grief-stricken tears of love and hope. Yes, I think that more accurately describes it. But no less confusing.
It’s hard to wrap my head around. I’m not sure I understand. Maybe there’s nothing to understand and that’s where I’m going wrong. Maybe it’s not possible to understand until after we pass on ourselves. Is there understanding after death? Or nothingness? Or simply melting into the ether, merging with the great spirit, the great link, the force. Peace.
We often hear that life is a mystery, but what about death? Life is all around us, visible for us all to see, everywhere, every day. And yes, death is there too, but we don’t experience it. We witness it. Can it be understood? Life is fleeting; Life is a gift; This too shall pass; You don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone; And a billion other platitudes. So what do we do?
Do what we love. Be with people we love. Make a difference, no matter how small; the small things add up. Smile. Laugh. Love. Give. Take/Accept. Be grateful. Appreciate ourselves, our lives, our loved ones. And be there to support others in their pain, in whatever way we can. It won’t be long before it’s our turn again.
To my friends in pain: I love you and am here for you always xx