Death Becomes Me.

It’s been a relatively strange new year. The news that my seven-year old niece lost her best friend forever was a shock to me and to the community. He was only seven. Just seven. Young, full of life and happiness. And just like that he was taken away, an accident. A horrible accident. Such a tragedy for the family when someone so young is taken away. My niece is dealing as best a seven-year old can.
One hour ago I received the news that my ninety-seven year old Nana had passed. She was just old. There was no accident involved, no pain, no suffering. She lived her life full and was able to see many great-great-great grandchildren. It’s sad when we loose a loved one, but how can we grieve when that life was lived to the fullest of potential? When that life was led to a ripe old age? Yes, we still grieve, but we don’t grieve like we would when a child is taken from our arms.
Life certainly has a way with us.
Give your parents and children a hug today, and tell them that you love them.

One response

  1. So glad to have found your blog, though sad for you for your losses. To die at 7 is incomprehensible, excruciating for the family and friends; at 97, perhaps, a blessing, or at the very least an expected part of the journey. What a wonderfully long life your Nana had! I bet she told some good stories. I’m looking forward to reading more of your posts.

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