These last couple weeks, heck even the last couple months I have been helping friends through the potential losses of their parents. One of my closest friend’s parent died this past week.
At the same time, I’ve had several friends have babies this past couple weeks.
It kind of reminded me of the circle of life, how each death becomes a rebirth. How when we leave this dimension of existence, we just pass through a veil to the other spiritual realm. And birth is coming back from that realm to live and learn more.
When I lost my mom I had 4 years to prepare to lose her. With ALS, you know that they will eventually die. I always said it was worse than having a cancer diagnosis. At least you can try chemo, radiation or alternative treatments with cancer. It used to make me really angry, too. But when the day came that I had to say goodbye, and I watched her die in front of me, I still collapsed to the floor.
Of course we will be sad when we lose that physical connection to our loved one. But that really just is not the end. I’ve had so many experiences that have shown me that my mom is still around. I may not be able to pick up the phone and call her like I want to. But I still “talk” to her, albeit in a different way.
I know, that learning to pick my collapsed self up off the floor came with a great understanding of the cycle of life. An understanding I try to impart to those willing to listen. I can’t make someone believe me, but I can offer my help if needed.
That, has become part of my journey.
A part, I am very honored to give.