Thank you all for your kind words to my post from Saturday. It has been a less than stellar week, for two main reasons: One of my beloved dogs is very sick, and it doesn't look good. She is hanging in there, but I don't know for how much longer.
The other reason is that my grandma isn't doing too well either, which is the reason I am flying to Germany in two weeks.
My heart is heavy and I'm worried. However, I try to remember that life is a circle, and death is a normal part of it.
Working in a hospital brings me into contact with sick people every day. Over the years I have had some intimate conversations with patients, and was fortunate enough to have them share some of their advice with me.
I have met people who are in great pain, but have a smile on their face and a twinkle in their eye, and are determined to fight for every last minute of their life. Their love of life is a beautiful example of the power of love and passion.
But there are also people who are tired. They have lived long enough, they say, and they want to go. The fight is becoming too much.
They are sick of the pain, the loneliness, the cumbersomeness that life has become.
Who are we to tell them to hang on? Who are we to guilt-trip them into fighting for a life they no longer want?
As I have been wrestling with these questions, I found a beautiful post yesterday that couldn't have come at a better time. It's called Did He Have Passion?, written by the wonderful Jane Groves, and it describes how the Greeks didn't write obituaries upon one's death, but asked the question: Did he have passion?
That's the key, isn't it. As long as we have passion, we will want to live. But once it's gone, what's left?
I have scattered this somewhat heavy post with pictures of beautiful spring images. Because despite the sadness that I'm feeling right now, I can still appreciate the beauty that surrounds us. There is so much goodness and happiness in my life, and I am so very thankful for it.
Loss and pain are a part of life, too. We all have to experience it sooner or later.
I'm trying to take the good with the bad, and accept it as one of those things you cannot change.
Wishing you a beautiful week my friends!
We are all in this together.