What life and death mean to me.
Life
Life is the opposite of death. Well, most of the time! Some people live their lives like they are already dead. Do you know some of these people? I do. They wine, complain, choose to do nothing, go nowhere, are generally disinterested in everything! How sad!!!
I, on the other hand, love living! Even on my bad-mood days! What makes me happy? My husband, most of the time! I love his smile, the way he looks at me when I do something goofy, the way he looks at his grandchildren with love and pride. The way he looks when he's playing his drums and getting into the music! Being with my kids! All of us together for family times. Watching my grandkids! I love it when they smile and laugh. My sisters! Spending time with them, remembering family events. My friends! Helping people! Maybe it's because I almost died when I was 24 years old. I got a second chance at life and learned to see the good in all people and things. I'm not saying, I love serial killers or child molesters or war or killing. I just see life differently and try to dwell on what makes me happy. I get angry and yell and cuss with the best of them! Only, I have chosen to forgive and forget. Life is too short!
Death
My Mom's sister passed on last week. The only sibling surviving is my uncle who was the baby of the family, how appropriate that he will be the last one to join the others. The funeral was on Tuesday and I'm still sad. She was buried close to my Mom and Dad, her parent's, my brother, who died at 13, and my other set of grandparents. This time, I didn't cry at the cemetary. Even though I was sad, I knew that she had gone to a happier place for her. I knew she was laughing. I knew she was being a thorn in my Dad's side! I can just hear him, "Oh boy, here comes Edith!" I talked to my Mom. I asked her to watch over me and help me be a better person. I said hello to my Dad and told him to behave!
As I sat in the funeral home I thought how sad it was that my aunt had been such a generous person and touched so many lives and she chose to have a very private funeral with just immediate family. Not me! I want everyone I knew to be there. To celebrate my life and remember me and my smile and laughter! I don't want my family to dwell on sorrow! I want them to remember how much I loved all of them and how happy they made my life!
I'll take life over death any day!
Dee