Sunday, March 15, 2009

round and round..

A week ago there was a funeral for a 9 month old baby girl. A little girl that I had held and played with.

A few days ago we received news that Cary's brother has died, two months before his 60th birthday.

Cary and his brother spoke at least once a week on the phone. They enjoyed sharing opinions on the state of the world, finances and unique humour. So sad, and unexpected.

Cary will still leave here on Tuesday, but will fly to Indiana instead of Nevada. I wish we were all going so that I could be with him at this time. Thankfully though, he will meet his sister and stepdad there so he won't be alone.

When I heard about the baby, I felt incredibly sad. I wondered about the fairness in life. Cary's brother had at least had some time to live life though it still seemed too soon for him to go.

But then I was reminded of the incredible joy too. How looking at one extreme can give a much greater appreciation for the other side of the coin.

It is in touching the depths and feeling the darkness in life that we can really know and really live the highs and feel the lightness of Being that comes when we choose not to stay in those depths.

I am not saying to ignore the depths. I've been there and I can say that with every breakdown, there came a breakthrough. There is a purpose for everything, though at times, it is very hard to understand that. Gratitude for the things we do have helps to lift me up. I have found Trusting God to be a huge lesson too.

Although death, or any deep loss, can be painful, and a period of grief is necessary, it can also inspire us to live - really live each moment. To live our own lives fully and deeply. To love freely - ourselves and others. To speak our own truths with confidence. To not put things off. To live in joy.

3 comments:

Eli said...

Wow! This is the second blog tonight I have read of someone grieveing a lost and the third this week.
My mom always says "It comes in threes".
I ahve no idea how I'd react to news of a love one dying or my own prognosis, but for now without having to, I feel more at peace for knowing death is an illusion.

Annette said...

"...life is but a dream..."

Life goes on, just the packaging changes as we transition out of these bodies.

I'm not afraid of dying but I'm milking this life experience for as much as I can.
I'm not sad for the baby and my brother-in-law, I know that they are in a wonder-full place, but I'm sad for the people still here who miss them.
The lesson from the death of others is to LIVE!

heymom said...

I'm so sorry to hear of the passing of Cary's brother. My prayers go out to you for peace and for Cary's safe travel and for you and the kids in his absence.
Be well.
Love,
Justine