I’m sure every single one of you who is reading this post will have experienced 'Death', in some form or the other. For some of us it must have been a sudden personal loss of a family member or a close friend. For others, it could have been watching someone fight a long and hard battle against cancer.
If we have been lucky enough, not to have had a close encounter with death among the people we know, we have definitely come face-to-face with death, thru’ the innumerable acts of terror we watch on our TV screens or read about in the newspapers every single day.
I too, have had a 'close encounter with death' in the very early stages of my life. I lost a younger sibling, when I was just 10 years old…There was no warning. My family and I, were totally unprepared for that loss. Without any prior intimation, death swooped down upon us and whisked away the youngest member of our family.
I too, have had a 'close encounter with death' in the very early stages of my life. I lost a younger sibling, when I was just 10 years old…There was no warning. My family and I, were totally unprepared for that loss. Without any prior intimation, death swooped down upon us and whisked away the youngest member of our family.
When that happened, we cried. When something happens that suddenly, it is initially difficult to fathom, what has really happened. After the initial shock, the truth gradually began to sink in. Over time, we cried some more and we keep crying, every time the old memories, decide to take a walk thru’ our minds.😔
I remember looking at my little brother in his coffin. He looked so 'Alive'. Even after he was buried, I kept wondering whether he would suddenly wake up inside his grave, dig his way to the surface and come back home.
I remember looking at my little brother in his coffin. He looked so 'Alive'. Even after he was buried, I kept wondering whether he would suddenly wake up inside his grave, dig his way to the surface and come back home.
As a child the concept of death is extremely difficult to perceive and understand. You understand that the person is gone forever; because that’s what everyone tries their level best to explain to you. You see everyone who is close to you, sobbing and weeping bitterly; and you know that something bad has happened. Then you see the body in a coffin, so life-like, yet cold and still. That’s enough for you to know, that something has gone terribly wrong.
Although you cannot fully comprehend, the things that happen in front of you, your mind takes pictures of all that is unfolding before your eyes. The film takes a few years to develop in your mind’s eye.
Although you cannot fully comprehend, the things that happen in front of you, your mind takes pictures of all that is unfolding before your eyes. The film takes a few years to develop in your mind’s eye.
As you grow up, those pictures begin to be accompanied, by feelings of loss, pain, separation, longing and a lot of questioning. The “what if” stage lasts forever, because our imaginative mind keeps playing tricks on us. It makes us want to ask the same questions, over and over again.
What if he were still alive? What would life have been like if he were still around? Would he be a handsome young man? Would we be happier than we are today? I find myself asking these questions time and time again.🤔
Generally, people tend to become bitter towards life and people, when they experience a personal loss. Thankfully, I was born in a family that believes that 'God has a Plan', for everything that happens to us in our lives. Although, we may not be able to understand what kind of a sordid plan he has in mind, when we lose someone dear to us; if we live with the belief that ‘GOD KNOWS WHAT HE’S DOING’, then even something as difficult as the death of a loved one, becomes easy to deal with.
For us as a Family, the pain has never gone away. It’s always there in the cozy home it has made for itself in our hearts, and makes an appearance from time to time.
Generally, people tend to become bitter towards life and people, when they experience a personal loss. Thankfully, I was born in a family that believes that 'God has a Plan', for everything that happens to us in our lives. Although, we may not be able to understand what kind of a sordid plan he has in mind, when we lose someone dear to us; if we live with the belief that ‘GOD KNOWS WHAT HE’S DOING’, then even something as difficult as the death of a loved one, becomes easy to deal with.
For us as a Family, the pain has never gone away. It’s always there in the cozy home it has made for itself in our hearts, and makes an appearance from time to time.
But it has taught us a very valuable lesson; and that is, to make the best of the time we have here. It has taught us to 'Value Relationships' of all kinds – Relationships with family, friends and other people who are dear to us. It has taught us to be 'Thankful' for what we have, rather that grumble about the things, that we do not have.
Above everything else, it has taught us to be grateful for every breath that we take during our life, here in God’s beautiful world.✨️✍️
