Again there was another death in the family. Mom and I went to Owosso on Tuesday to attend the memorial of her nephew. I didn't know him that well.
As we were sitting in the church waiting for the memorial to start I was watching as people kept filing in the door. All the seats were taken, and there were people lined up standing in the back. I was thinking that my cousin sure did know a lot of people in his short 48 years.
I wondered how many people would attend my funeral. And then I remembered I wasn't going to have one. If I don't have time for my own funeral, I figured why would anyone else have the time. Mom had mentioned earlier in the day that she would like to have her funeral ahead of time so she could see who would attend. Oh, ...and she figured if she had it on a Saturday no one would have an excuse not to be there.
I looked around at the people who took time out of their day to say farewell. They would pay their respects, and then go their separate ways. Life would go on.
Death is all too common in this day and age. It seems to be everywhere. It is encoded in our genetic makeup; it's caused from environmental damage and diseases. Rarely does death happen from natural causes anymore. All too often we find it right around the corner or just next door.
The world may be a small place, but it's getting smaller with every passing funeral. As our lives intersect in such ways we become connected in grief.
But in spite of death's ever enclosing circle of creeping tentacles, the world keeps spinning and life continues on as if death was a short hiccup.
Yes, life continues on...
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Friday, December 7, 2012
Friday Funny
Mirror, mirror on the wall
You're no good to me at all!
When I look into your space
And see the reflection of my face
Is that person that I see
Is that person really me?
Sure, I know it's been a while
Since I was called a juvenile
But I really feel the same
'cept I'm stiff and a little lame
Hairs turned gray, getting thin
Lots of wrinkles and a double chin.
But I'm really feeling fine,
Work at something all the time.
Still I wonder when I see
That reflection that is me,
Which one of us is really real,
The one I see or the one I feel?
- Gertrude Young
You're no good to me at all!
When I look into your space
And see the reflection of my face
Is that person that I see
Is that person really me?
Sure, I know it's been a while
Since I was called a juvenile
But I really feel the same
'cept I'm stiff and a little lame
Hairs turned gray, getting thin
Lots of wrinkles and a double chin.
But I'm really feeling fine,
Work at something all the time.
Still I wonder when I see
That reflection that is me,
Which one of us is really real,
The one I see or the one I feel?
- Gertrude Young
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Thought For Thursday - Wright
A doctor can bury his mistakes,
but an architect can only advise his clients
to plant vines.
- Frank Lloyd Wright
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Why, oh why?
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