Hey, peeps! I wanted to share this with you all. I think it's the most poignant thing I have ever written and it has to do with the grieving process. I hope you will read this and all feedback good or bad will be greatly appreciated.
"Sandy, I really appreciate the time you afforded me today. I forgot the horrific pain I have been in today for 42 minutes. Life can still be beautiful and I can find that beauty. I see it in the eyes of children, random acts of kindness I have witnessed and wish to participate in. Then there is the ugliness and the suffering of people that don't deserve the pain they are dealing with. No one that claims to love and care about me would want me to continue to live the way I have and continue to do. I have people tell me that they are praying for a "miracle" that isn't going to happen nor do I want . How about praying for my suffering to end and that I go quickly when the time comes? That I don't become a burden on people just to keep me alive? I can really get onboard with that type of praying and intercession on my behalf. Below are some very salient points I want to express to you that I know you have the intellect to understand....part of the very few that will "get it". Some of these thoughts are mine and some are borrowed.....
"Don't die with your dead". We cry for ourselves and not them. We cry because we "lost" them .....we don't have access to them anymore, we lost having the pleasure of their company and we think it all ends with death and a burial....that they are not there anymore. That isn't the way it is. We will have a re-birth that is glorious and in a much better place than this prison planet where we have to work so hard to eek out an existence. They are gone, never forgotten but most importantly they are out of pain and no longer suffer from the demons that made their life so hard. You cry because you “lost them”, because you don’t HAVE THEM by your side. You think they are NOT there anymore. They have left but they are not "gone" Are they in a better place? You better believe that they are and if one is receptive, they give us signs. My situation has "red-pilled" me and given me a clarity of thought that I never thought would be possible for someone of my limited intellect. It all makes perfect sense and it gives me peace....not a false peace or belief but one that is rock-solid in it's logic.
I have finished accepting that they are no longer "NOT here" and that they are in another place better than this.......they’re where they are no longer sick, or suffering.
Once we accept this, we can stop mourning them and you'll get them back in memory so they keep accompanying you with the joy of all that you've lived.
If you truly loved them? LOVE them AGAIN and this time with greater strength, with greater purity, with greater delivery.
Today, there will be no more reproach of any kind for me.
Only LOVE, will be the essence between you, between us, between them.
I respect your pain and I know you respect mine, and the way we express it. I know you cry and you will cry without comfort as I do and have done. Today I ask you and say to you....don't die with your dead. We are only seeing one side and not what awaits us. We both have good hearts and we should be proud of the body of work we will leave behind.......
Don't die with your dead and start seeing the wonderful place of light where they stand. Honor them by living your life as they wanted you to. Let them transcend....and you keep living. Today I declare that I will do my best to never cry again over what was lost. It has been one year, four months and nearly three weeks since we lost our son. It almost killed me and I didn't care and wanted to grieve myself to death and almost made it. Joshua wouldn't have wanted me to do what I did. I know that he is thriving and happy and wants us to be happy as well and thrive the best we can until we are united and it is going to happen. It's why I am not afraid nor dreading what is to be. People are utterly amazed by my attitude but most of them don't understand the glorious future that awaits me....awaits us where we get that victory hug from all that love us and have crossed. I love you with all my heart, Sandy...Jul as well. It hurts my heart knowing you are hurting and continue to suffer. If I could take it from you, I would in a heart beat. Please remember these words and refer back to them and allow them to comfort you. You have the power.
Much love, Sandy.....you are very special and always have been......