I wasn’t with my Mom or my Dad when they passed into the next realm.
I say this as I feel that life comes to us in layers.
For how else might we arrive in a place Thick with Life and Thin on Time?
We are created to either grow up or the lights will dim; leaving us to question life and time.
Why does one die so young and others live through many seasons?
In our young hearts, we never thought about how long it might possibly last.
Then switch, we become obsessed with planning and arranging for our final farewell.
When should we begin to prepare for that?
Perhaps when the first gray hairs appear?
Or should we begin our plan of descent as soon as we arrive?
When you take a road trip, you plan it with a map; when I was born, why wasn’t I given that?
Life is meant to be a mystery.
The best lives are those that have shared face-to-face contact with an abundant number of children, teenagers, and best of all the people who have stacks of wisdom found deep within their eyes.
Perhaps by choice of solitude life is lived the best.
High on the sea in a boat so remote, or deep within the mountains as a quest.
All we can do is live by the guide of our beating heart.
Then one day time will come to switch, as if we were never apart.
If not for this belief, this hope; my heart would not be able to cope.
Thick with Life and Thin on Time
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Stunning artcile, thank you for penning this piece.
We spend most of our lives avoiding thinking about death. And, when we get sick or are in danger, our first thought is always: «Not now, not yet. I still have so many projects to carry out, so many places to see, so many things to do». Yet, paradoxically, thinking about death is a way of giving meaning to life. Just by thinking that it is not eternal, life becomes a gift to be enjoyed as long as possible. The sad thing is not to stop living, but not to do it intensely.
Aldo, thank you so much for your insight and understanding. In the days of youth I lived vicariously and now I live as though I am on a tightrope. And yet, the younger part of my life was grand. Now I am trying to simplify, so that I have time to fully understand the meaning of life.
Thank you so much Lynn. I am trying to simplify, so my relatives aren’t handed a house full of history that isn’t there. And yet, I have so much important history! Journals that go back to the 70s to present. Photo albums with pictures full of generations. I suppose I think too much. But then there’s cremation. I’d like to set up a payment plan for that rather than burden others. So much of this stuff I think about. Well, until I forget and start thinking about something else.
Like you, I am ready when He is ready to take me too the higher realm.
Take care and thank you for taking the time. 😊 such a precious commodity nowadays.
Beautifully written Cindy, and as a reply to this beautifully written piece, I add that for me, planning to leave this world for the Heavens above, I prepare as though today was my last. After that, I just don’t think about it as I am ready when HE is…