Death is always hard to deal with. Life is what we all want. Death is what we all fear. Many of us feel that life is not fair. And there are those of us who feel that death is not fair either. Fairness does not govern life and death. If it did, no good person would ever die. But then who defines good and bad or whether a person is good or bad for every good person has done something bad and every bad person has done something good.
Death does just catch someone, it also misses another and in that small distance between life and death, lives change. We sometimes wish that we had died instead of someone else we loved. Sometimes we just don’t realize how close were to dying. When u almost drowning and someone throws you a float, death missed you. At the same moment somewhere else got caught. A brick falls from a building and just misses you but gets the next person, you miss a flight and it goes down, when you do not inherit the cancer that runs in your family, it is all near misses and someone else getting caught.
I always have been drawn to funerals. It brings lives together, sometimes even ends long feuds. Death can change the lives of those living. They are both part of a whole.
When my grandmother passed away, she just didn’t die. She ensured I live.
Death does just catch someone, it also misses another and in that small distance between life and death, lives change. We sometimes wish that we had died instead of someone else we loved. Sometimes we just don’t realize how close were to dying. When u almost drowning and someone throws you a float, death missed you. At the same moment somewhere else got caught. A brick falls from a building and just misses you but gets the next person, you miss a flight and it goes down, when you do not inherit the cancer that runs in your family, it is all near misses and someone else getting caught.
I always have been drawn to funerals. It brings lives together, sometimes even ends long feuds. Death can change the lives of those living. They are both part of a whole.
When my grandmother passed away, she just didn’t die. She ensured I live.
No comments:
Post a Comment