Something to Think About

Death

My sister-in-law’s mother, Betty, made her transition yesterday. It got me to thinking about death and what it means. I remember the first couple of times death struck close to me. I just didn’t get it (I still don’t get it, for that matter).  What was the point? Why do people have to die? Why can’t we just live forever?

There’s nothing about death to like.  It can happen very quickly, which is tremendously hard on family and friends.  It can happen slowly, which is very hard on the person dying.  If I had to pick out the best way to die, I can’t come up with any choices I like.  It seems like a painful process for all concerned.  Why is it necessary? Read more »

October 25, 2009 Posted by | Death, Love, Spirituality | , , | Leave a Comment

   

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