|The Re-Enactment of the day that Ed died|
white water rafting
June 30, 2001
It does hurt when someone that we love expires, emotional pain tends to linger. Grief can take over our lives, bringing more sadness and physical pain. We can become trapped in a prison within our minds, forgetting that we are still alive. It's up to us to let the person go, we have the power within our minds.
Life. It's for the living.
It's healthy to grieve, but how long is long enough? Why do we grieve? Does our ego play a role? The person we miss is no longer, nothing matters to that person, it only matters to us. Our ego causes us to focus on our self, after all, we are the only ones that we know truly exists; it's always been about us. What about me? We always seem to relate to things in life based on how it will effect us.
As a Care Giver for my mom with a terminal illness, I know that she's going to die. I'm preparing myself for the day that my mom leaves this Earth. Happy memories with my mom throughout my life are helping me to let my mom go.
I think about death differently than most, thanks to my father and his infinite wisdom. My dad taught me at a young age that when we die, it's not the end of our essence. Life is energy and energy, it can never be destroyed. Energy is transformed when life ends, it morphs into a new form.
Where did they go? Where will we go?
Memories and thoughts are real. We can relive experiences both good and not so good; memories can transport us back in time. Thoughts propel us into the future, creating more memories. Memories that last and can bring us back to happier moments in our short lives.
To me, the living people in our lives, matter more than the dead; we still have time to enjoy each others company. Once we are dead... we're dead.
Our minds can help us to overcome grief, it's how we chose to think about the loss of a loved one that really matters to our personal happiness.
My loved ones who have passed, I believe that they are around me. Memories keep them alive and well in my heart. I have learned that the one thing that truly matters is spending time with folks when they are alive, because once someone dies, it's over; no more memories can be created for future recall.
Memories bring peace to the survivors.
I'm a Care Giver. I have memories that will keep my mom alive long after she's gone. No regrets. No reason to cry because the essence that is my mom can not be destroyed. Just like my grandmother, my dad and my brother... they still exist in my heart, memories keep them alive.
What memories are you making today with the people in your life that you care about?