It is a strange feeling to realize that I am the second oldest female in our entire family.
It means I have said good-bye to so many people I loved and knew.
If I say it happened. It happened.
Of course it also means that most of the people who were around while I was growing up are no longer here and that is the strangest feeling.
There is a part of me that wonders how that happens? How can someone who gave me life, who was living and breathing, talking and playing no longer be?
Death is incomprehensible.
Religious people say they go to heaven. Nonreligious say they simply cease to exist. I think it is possible that they become part of the world around me, the wind, the earth, the rain.
One thing I do know is that none of them have come back to confirm any of this.
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