Thoughts on death
Last week, my mother’s husband died. They were married early in the pandemic and he suffered a massive stroke just 3 months later. For the next 14 months, he was bed-ridden and she was his primary care taker. Due to his health and circumstances of the pandemic, I truly didn’t have the chance to get to know him. At his funeral, as I witnessed his loved ones share stories about him and express their love, I felt for the first time like I was getting insight into the man he was.
Funerals are interesting to me. To be honest, I really like them. I mean, of course the circumstances are unfortunate, but the expressions of love and celebration of life are incredible to behold. I always hope that those who’ve passed were told those things while still alive. I hope they knew how loved they were. I think we, as human beings, have a way of holding back those kind words and loving sentiments sometimes. We shouldn’t wait. We shouldn’t hold back. We should share with our loved ones all the wonderful things we see in them. I’ve heard the saying “never suppress a generous thought” and I believe that, similarly, we should never suppress an expression of love.
This is a subject not everyone will be comfortable discussing, but I wonder what your thoughts about death are. Do you believe in an afterlife? Have you experienced loss in your life? If so, how did/do you cope with that loss?
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