My whole life I have been truly blessed when it comes to death. With the exception of grandparents, who died at the end of very long, full lives, I haven’t had many people pass away that I have been close with.
Last week I watched my dad die. Four months ago he was given a few short weeks to live, but he managed to hold on, giving me and my family the time we needed to share special moments and love. He only spent two days in the hospital, mostly sleeping, before he quietly slipped away, and I am profoundly changed for having the privilege of baring witness to that event.
It was peaceful. Having little experience with death, I didn’t know if it would be unsettling, scary, and maybe even awful…but it was really quite beautiful. My mom, my two sisters and I were there at the moment he left, and I have no doubt that he felt the love and support of his whole life in those moments.
I feel now that nothing will really bother me again. Death is many people’s greatest fear, because it takes us into the unknown. My dad gave my family the biggest gift though, by allowing us to be present to watch and to experience a unique kind of love.
I will carry this experience forward with my work, knowing that there is nothing to be afraid of. There are just challenges to overcome. I know my dad will be keeping a watchful eye on me, because he was a believer.
I love you Dad!
Breathe & Believe