These past few weeks we've been to one fantastic festive wedding, and two funerals. Not quite the movie numbers.
Two is too many funerals.
The first was of a thirty one year old boy, friend of our son's in middle school and high school, through sports. Accidental death. No rationalizing, it just happened.
The second was a father of our son's friend, after twelve years of cancer. A release. A relief. But why? I have no reason. We don't know everything. We just don't.
The wedding, both were twenty six years old. Just met four months ago. Delightfully happy. Who would have forecasted this even six months ago?
Words of wisdom I have repeated during several soul-full conversations this past month... told to me from Donna Leo, head nurse at Winter Park Towers Skilled Nursing floor. She and I were talking about whether I should go to Italy with my family as planned August 3rd, or stay with Dad. She wanted me to go, to trust them to take care of Dad the days I was gone. She said she was certain every single one of the nursing home residents would tell me to go, they would love to have the chance. And my Dad would want me to go.
If there is one thing I have learned from working here (nursing home) all these years, it's live your life while you can.
Isn't that the benefit we receive from attending a funeral?
We attend to honor the deceased.
To express our compassion for those left behind.
Sometimes out of a sense of duty.
But we also receive.
We hear once again the message to our hearts, that life is dear.
Every day is a gift.
So
Live your life while you can....
Two is too many funerals.
The first was of a thirty one year old boy, friend of our son's in middle school and high school, through sports. Accidental death. No rationalizing, it just happened.
The second was a father of our son's friend, after twelve years of cancer. A release. A relief. But why? I have no reason. We don't know everything. We just don't.
The wedding, both were twenty six years old. Just met four months ago. Delightfully happy. Who would have forecasted this even six months ago?
Words of wisdom I have repeated during several soul-full conversations this past month... told to me from Donna Leo, head nurse at Winter Park Towers Skilled Nursing floor. She and I were talking about whether I should go to Italy with my family as planned August 3rd, or stay with Dad. She wanted me to go, to trust them to take care of Dad the days I was gone. She said she was certain every single one of the nursing home residents would tell me to go, they would love to have the chance. And my Dad would want me to go.
If there is one thing I have learned from working here (nursing home) all these years, it's live your life while you can.
Isn't that the benefit we receive from attending a funeral?
We attend to honor the deceased.
To express our compassion for those left behind.
Sometimes out of a sense of duty.
But we also receive.
We hear once again the message to our hearts, that life is dear.
Every day is a gift.
So
Live your life while you can....
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