Life, Death, Anxiety and Peace
Death: The past couple of months have been a bit of an emotional roller coaster. In January I attended the funeral of a sweet cousin who was like a sister to my late mother. Last week I drove down to Southeastern Kentucky to pay final respects to a close family friend. The two common threads with both of these people were death and my mom. Death is harsh. It's so, so.... final. Of course, if the person dying is a believer, it is just the beginning of eternity. This is more about those of us who are left behind. Attending both of these funerals, less than a month apart, had me missing my mom and thinking of my own mortality. That in itself, can produce anxiety to think about, especially, when I am only a year younger than when she passed away. It's not like I choose to ponder on it. When something comes up that reminds me of her, I am reminded. Life: Life is challenging. It is also a gift. A gift that I know I don't always choose to live to the fullest. I tend to be a gla...