OK. Our family has endured much sadness lately, and out of that came a desire to avoid the incessant negativity of blogging. I’ve followed the usual haunts, and nothing changes. Ever. I continue to admire the work put out by Lizard and JC at 4&20, and will live vicariously through them.
How to deal with loss? We’ve all experienced it, the knowledge that someone we love is just plain gone from our lives. It could be a romantic breakup or death. The feeling is the the same. As I saw bodies lowered into graves these past few weeks, I had uncontrollable sadness. Our family is closer now, more supportive of one another. We share pain, and that makes us stronger, more compassionate.
Does religion help? Do all the people who say that our loved ones are now somewhere else help the wounds heal? No. I don’t believe it, nor do they. Faith is unwavering belief in things we know are not true. Death is the end of a person, never to be hugged or heard again.
Oddly, from death comes from within me a desire to give more of myself and expect less back. It is maturity. I was once told by a wise man that we don’t really become adults until our parents die. Perhaps he meant until we experience profound loss.
So my writing here is no longer offered to induce endless and unproductive political debate. I want more substance. I offer this forum to anyone who wants to share a positive outlook. No sympathy. We’ve had plenty of that. Just positive thoughts.
One lesson learned: The need for, and the healing power of forgiveness – while we are alive. Life, as we all know, is short. We were repeatedly told that hearing is the last sense to go. Maybe so, but is there comprehension? I doubt it. Reconcile with them during life. I am saddened by the loss of two brothers, but gratified that we were friends at the end, all issues long since rectified.