To me, sharing in the experience of a person’s death is like being at the birth only we are not the ones receiving this person into our world – we are lovingly sending them into the next to be received by other loving arms & hearts. I
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You reminded me of my Grandmother, In more ways than you will ever know. As I stood at your bedside, your hand held mine. I watched you take your last breath. As you slipped into a deep sleep, Never to re-awaken. It brought me back to when
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My father died alone of cancer. He chose to drive his family away at the end. He was found unresponsive on his living room floor. I am angry at him for this. I miss him with all my heart. My kids miss him too. I love that
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I was in the hospital about 1998. Every night a young boy cried, he had cancer and wanted his meds. But the nurse wouldn’t give him. He cried every night for 2 hours. Poor boy was begging for relief from his pain. I asked the nurses giving
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“You’re going to help people right?!” were the last words you said to me. I can still see your face & the sparkle in your eyes as you looked up at me. Your death has been my driving force to further educate myself in order to advocate
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As a young child I didn’t attend my best friends’ mother’s funeral. She died of breast cancer and I was afraid. I didn’t understand what was happening and no one explained to me that attending was a great way to help/show love. I still regret missing that
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Our lives are so rich and living in our dying is no exception. We must continue to offer opportunity to explore the value in our lives through our deaths.
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Sporita Che e mai passato Che tu sia MiracoloThat it ever happened Our thirty years, That it ever ended You fade and return
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Thanks to all for the beautiful memories “You don’t have to see me” Just “Look” And Remember… And I’ll be there! LoveU4Ever xo
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Funny how in rooms full of death sadness joy darkness… I can only think “if only I ate more before I came.” So hungry. Wish I could share this experience with my dad (living) inspired me to make my own art.
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