[personal] Life lessons learned…
The process of helping a very good friend die (no matter how obnoxious it might sound to suppose that I was indeed able to “help”) is one of the hardest things I have ever been through.
I am not sure what the hardest part was – whether it was seeing her body literally shrivel away in front of me, or whether it was witnessing a beautiful, strong and clear mind fight a unsuccessful battle with a nasty disease that destroys the body, or whether it was reminiscing about old times, or whether it was listening to her dreams about what she wanted to do with her children to celebrate fall and feel close to everything earthly, or whether it was thinking about all her successes and hardships, or whether it was the conversations on how to tell the small children that she was “going away”…or perhaps it was just the fact that it is too hard to accept that some of us have to go early…
Hopefully my level of consciousness is too immature to realize how this all works…and there is some good purpose in all of this…
One little side-note I learned – make sure that your administrative side of life is always in order – you do not want to deal with that stuff, nor do you want to argue over these things when the end is near.
Goedele – farewell…
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October 24th, 2005 at 8:53 pm
What matters, really..
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March 29th, 2007 at 6:00 pm
What about the possibility of pulling out of Iraq, letting Iran invade and lose resources fighting their own kind,
and then come in and mop up the dregs?