My husband recently told me that as a child he would lay awake hours & hours worrying about how he would die and what would happen after he died. He still can’t think about it again & he becomes anxious. I have never thought of it in
Read story →Wisdom
to savour everything
…is to not Live with past regrets but to savour everything that life has to offer in the moment.
Read story →No mom…I just ate
My mom used to say, “are you hungry Christina?” I’d say, “no mom…I just ate.” She’d say “I’ll put out a few things for us to eat.” After eating the whole plate of food, I’d be full and content. My mom would say “if you bring food…they
Read story →Its just a phase
Life is to be celebrated. Lived. Loved. And death not to be feared. It’s just a phase, changing into a new form to bring to life new adventures, the next phase of learning, of soulful growth. This perspective brings new joy and celebration to our lives-and deaths.
Read story →It was my ego
For all those who have passed away sorry for my childish tears! Now that I’m an adult I realise it was my Ego who couldn’t accept that I will never see you again. Rest in peace. You and the past.
Read story →It is out of kindness
The difference between the French in Paris and people in LA California is that the latter are raised to be optimistic and friendly. In Paris people deem it necessary to be melancholy and celebrate suffering, so if they are rude to you it is out of kindness,
Read story →I have no regrets over my choice
I had chosen to say ‘No’ to set myself free. I chose freedom over your anger. I have no regrets over my choice just wish you loved me as much as I loved my freedom
Read story →Connections made can be as strong
We hadn’t spoken for a long time before the last time, then I found out that you had passed away. You taught me that the connections made can be as strong as one of family. I’m now writing this with chosen family of my own. I miss
Read story →As a drop in the ocean
“When you die you, as a drop in the ocean merge with ocean.” “Death is like removing your clothes, only you are ridding yourself of your material body.”
Read story →I never told the hardest parts
Although I tell parts of my family’s story in public, I realized that I never told the hardest parts, the ones I most needed someone to hear. Eventually I was invited by Phil Doyer, author of Conversations on Dying to not censor myself. Writing it all out
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