Dealing with death

It seems as though there are a number of people I am friends with, or people who’s websites I visit on a regular basis who are dealing with serious illness and coping with the possibility, if not probability, that someone they love will be passing away soon. At times like this I don’t believe there are words that will heal, or support, those folks the way I’d like to support them. I’m powerless to do more than offer my thoughts, my friendship, my love.

Maybe that’s enough. Maybe simply “showing up” and standing with them as they face this all they truly need. Maybe just knowing that I’m here for whatever they need is enough. Maybe. It doesn’t ever feel like enough, though.

Whatever it is, these situations do serve to remind us that we are all going to die someday. There’s nothing we can do to change that. I just hope when it’s my time, that those who love me will have the memories of my love and friendship to help them see past the mourning, and be able to celebrate the life we shared while I was with them.

I’m going to do everything I can to create those memories as often as possible, and make sure that the people I care about, know how much I care about them. I hope you will too.

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One Comment

  1. Beautiful words .. I just lost my only sister she suffer a severe head injury and I cared for her in my home for 33 years. I miss her so much, she was like my baby and I feel lonely for her.

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