Nothing Is Lost

deathI just got back from a funeral mass and reception for the mother of a dear friend to learn that the wife of another friend just passed away at the age of 29. In the past month I've attended a celebration of life for another friend's wife who passed away suddenly and a service for the mother of yet another friend. A couple of weeks ago I also learned of the passing of another close friend's father, and although I didn't attend the funeral, I should have.

Each of these instances, occurring so closely together, has once again got me thinking about death. I reflected upon death in great detail back in December when I wrote about the reality of mortality. Here's an excerpt:

In my lifetime, I don't remember a worse year of natural disasters. Throw in threats of an Avian flu pandemic, the Terri Schiavo media circus and the passing of the Pope and we have a year draped in black funeral attire. With the foul stench of death in the air, "Six Feet Under" put everything in perspective and eloquently presented the reality of mortality as a concept I can fully understand, effectively inducing catharsis.

It's also worth noting that in 2005 I didn't attend a single funeral, wake or memorial service. In 2006, I'll be reaching four next week. Mourning the loss of others has given me ample time to not only sympathize but contemplate my own life and the lives of those I love. The soul searching has been most therapuetic and the reminder that life is fleeting has only had postive effects on my person. Therein lies the irony. In the sadness of others I care about, I find inner strength and discover aspects of myself I wasn't sure existed.

To quote the remembrance card for Sybil I received just this morning, "Nothing is past; nothing is lost. One brief moment and we all will be as it was before -- only better."

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twins from bolton

I can understand what you are going through. My brohter passed away at 2 weeks old (I am the only son with 3 sisters) & Mom & Dad 35 years ago went through HELL with 4 kids under 12 years of age. My mother had another son 2 years later with Downs syndrome & ANOTHER hell. He was placed in a home when he was 6 years old as his condition was bad - HE will be 39 this Oct. & still cannot feed, dress or look after himself. My Dad passed away 2 years after my Mom had a Major stroke in 1991 & she should have gone before him. She passed away Feb/05.
My Grandmother is still living & will be 100 in Sept. Hopefully she makes it.
Wake up every morning being thankful!!

twins from bolton

March 25, 2006 @ 5:37 PM


I didn't even mention my kids' pediatrician who died suddenly in the fall and my handyman who was working on my house and died of a heart attack earlier this year.

My friend's 29 year old wife's death though is truly upsetting. They have a one year old and I was just hanging out at their place watching a Leafs game and could never imagine this. 29 is way too young.. it's a damn shame.

March 25, 2006 @ 7:12 PM

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