To
weary hearts, to mourning homes, God's
meekest Angel gently comes; No
power has he to banish pain, Or
give us back our lost again; And
yet in tenderest love, our dear And
heavenly Father send him here.
Hi, my name is Kathy and I am here to share
my story and I hope you'll share yours with me. It doesn't matter what
your religious belief is, for grief and sorrow are universal and shared
by many. In dealing with my grief, maybe I can help someone deal with theirs.
This site is in memory of my parents who always were there for me and believed
in me.Each of us experiences grief in different ways. What we don't
know is what to do with that grief. Some bottle it up and don't let others
know they are still grieving, some withdraw from the world and let the
grief swallow them up, others take their grief out on others. My wish in
addressing this topic of Grief and Death is that you get a better understanding
that it is ok to grieve and whether we like it or not, we are all going
to die one day. Death should not be feared as it is a journey to another
realm. It's our journey "home". So please read on and hopefully as I share
with you, you will find comfort and will share with me.You will
also find information on what to do if you or someone you know is facing
the "journey home" and links to Hospice information. I hope you will read
this through as many of us do not want to face the issue of the dying but
it is something we all must do sometime in our life.
For most of my life, I was afraid of "death". I was afraid of being
punished, and because I feared the unknown. I especially became more afraid
when people I knew died. When we are young, we don't give it much thought
as it usually only happens to the "old". But then I had a cousin who was
my age and died at a very young age. I began to search for answers. My
religion did not offer much help as they only taught about being judged
and going to Purgatory or Hell for your sins. I wasn't a bad person but
I was afraid of going to these places. So I was very much afraid
of death. But then in 1994, something happened to change all that. I was
no longer afraid.
A friend of mine gave me the book "Embraced
by the Light' by Betty Eadie. As I read it, so many things clicked in my
mind and my spirit seemd to know that most was true. By that, what I mean
is, what I read was true for me. Each person has to decide for themselves
on what is true themselves. That book started me reading many other books
about people who had NDE's (Near Death Experiences). What I didn't realized
was that as I began to read these books, I would need the information in
them in one of the most challenging events in my life.As terrible as it
was in having to face the death of my parents, we all took solace in the
fact that we were given the chance to say "goodbye" and talk about unresolved
issues and things that we didn't think were important but now they were.
I consider myself blessed for this privilege as I know many do not have
the chance to say goodbye to a loved one. Many wished they had said another
"I love you" to someone but didn't get the chance. I did and I am truly
grateful for that. You never know when you will lose that chance so always
treat each day as your last and tell someone they are important to you.
Do not wait till they are gone so that your words fall on deaf ears. My
mother would tell us "Send me flowers while I am alive to enjoy the fragrance.
Do not send them to me when I am gone when I can't enjoy the beauty and
smell of them". Learn to appreciate the time you have with each other
and the time you have on this earth.
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