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Wow, what a week. So it turns out that Monday was the last day I ever spoke to my grandmother. Therefore she has finally passed away. It has been a rough couple of years (too many years). It's hard seeing someone you've grown up with finally pass away. Though death is part of life (how oxymoronical) (SP?). I have to admit that I always thought that this moment would come easy to me. After all...I am the Great Christian...Or Christian The Great ( it changes in England;) LOL. So those of you whom think that I am joking about my grandmothers death this time....IT is true. I know I cried wolf many times. I have to say that I am quite upauled. Death isn't easy for none of us. But everything that has a beggining , has an end. We should all realize the life is not as long as many of think it to be. Some of us are lucky to go around the sun 80 times and some of us aren't.
Sometimes death takes us by surprise, and sometimes death allows us to glimpse at what is to come. In our case (my family's) death took pitty on us and decided to come to terms with saying good bye. I say that we recieved more than enough time.
In the end we all die and we all see each other again. Goodbye is never final. It's never real and it's never just. We should all come to terms that one day we will too die in a bed, in the streets, in a plane, in water, or in our own house. Death is untangible. And besides, we never die. We upgrade. We move on to a high position in the circle of life. We become brothers and sisters with God. Though always his children, ofcourse. We always go to a better place [ if we were good ]. We're freed from this wretched world. We leave our worried behind us and we are faced with a new challenge....Embracing a better life.
Therefore one day we shall all meet the day where we will have to say goodbye to our mothers, our fathers, abuelas, abuelos, tias , tios, and if you are unfortunate enough, you might even have to burry your own children, like my grandmother did many times.
They say it hurts to burry your own children. That a father or a mother should always be burried by their children instead. The pain of losing a child of yours is immense and the pain of burrying (SP?) your child must be the worst feeling ever.
Yet we always prevail, therefore like the phoenix we rise again from our ashes and live a better and newer [and much stronger] life. Change is a major part of life. Without it we will never advance and shall never see newer and better skies. Life goes on. The world still moves around the sun, people die, babies are born and nothing changes. The only thing that changes......is us
1917-2005...R.I.P.....
Sometimes death takes us by surprise, and sometimes death allows us to glimpse at what is to come. In our case (my family's) death took pitty on us and decided to come to terms with saying good bye. I say that we recieved more than enough time.
In the end we all die and we all see each other again. Goodbye is never final. It's never real and it's never just. We should all come to terms that one day we will too die in a bed, in the streets, in a plane, in water, or in our own house. Death is untangible. And besides, we never die. We upgrade. We move on to a high position in the circle of life. We become brothers and sisters with God. Though always his children, ofcourse. We always go to a better place [ if we were good ]. We're freed from this wretched world. We leave our worried behind us and we are faced with a new challenge....Embracing a better life.
Therefore one day we shall all meet the day where we will have to say goodbye to our mothers, our fathers, abuelas, abuelos, tias , tios, and if you are unfortunate enough, you might even have to burry your own children, like my grandmother did many times.
They say it hurts to burry your own children. That a father or a mother should always be burried by their children instead. The pain of losing a child of yours is immense and the pain of burrying (SP?) your child must be the worst feeling ever.
Yet we always prevail, therefore like the phoenix we rise again from our ashes and live a better and newer [and much stronger] life. Change is a major part of life. Without it we will never advance and shall never see newer and better skies. Life goes on. The world still moves around the sun, people die, babies are born and nothing changes. The only thing that changes......is us
1917-2005...R.I.P.....