We're inundated with a lot of information on how to live well. But, really, as a society, I don't think we know how to die very well. It's something we put off thinking about for as long as possible, perhaps to the point of denying it will even happen.
Kate and I lost a friend to cancer last night, and I've been wrestling with mixed emotions,
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{{{{{Hugs}}}}} and a peaceful heart to you and Kate.
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No, I don't suppose we know exactly how we'll behave when the time comes, but if I try to pull the same disappearing stunt, and you find out about it, please come kick my ass before it's too late.
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I totally understand your anger and wanting to know why, and wanting to have that last opportunity to share your love with her to try to ease her journey. But like you said, it's a very personal and complicated subject with no rights or wrongs, with a lot of food for thought for those of us still left behind.
And telling people while they're still alive that you love them and value them - that is a great message and, if anything, one of her legacies.
Don't forget you're an integral and valued part of our lives too. :) What was it I read this past year and can't remember who wrote it? I think the author was talking about a Tibetan greeting - "I honor the greatness in you." We honor the greatness in you too. :)
((((((((Strix))))))))
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Yeah, that's quite possible, I suppose. I can only imagine that there were many factors involved.
"I honor the greatness in you."
I like that a lot. I honor the greatness in you, too, SS. :)
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I had to read through it about three times to digest everything. (a sign of my feeble brain)Funerals are and always have been for the living; to say goodbye, to grieve, to process, to find peace if there is any, to begin healing.
Somewhere in my brain, I think T though she was being stoic. Okay.
Grief is hard enough without more questions of why did you....?
I knew T well enough to allow myself to be angry as long as I want to be. Hug Kate tight for me. And you too.
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When Frank was diagnosed, he came back to Stillwater and we had lunch together. It was hard to see him looking so sick and miserable, knowing that he was going to die soon, but it meant so much to me (and him, too, I'd like to believe) to be able to tell him how much I admired him as a person, a friend, and a musician.
I remember that lunch with great fondness... it was hard and awkward, but it was so precious at the same time. I didn't attend his funeral either (it was held in another state), but I had my chance to say good-bye, and that gave me closure. I have no regrets in my friendship with Frank. But you and Kate will always have a questionmark associated with your memories of Teresa. And I just think that's sad.
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*sends hugs*
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