My son repeated so many times the last words his father said to him, "See ya on Thursday." That Thursday never came because his father was killed in a car crash on Wednesday afternoon. That was in 1986. One cannot share the fact of their love for anyone too much. I learned from my son's experience and I am aware that someday I, too, will have last words that family and friends will remember me saying to them. That gift of love, "I love you," cannot be spoken or written too much.
I moved from Philly where I was born and raised, to the SF bay area in '73. Mainly to get away from the cold weather and family. I fell in love with the bay area on a visit in '72 and moved a year later....and lived there until 2004.
After living there for about 5 years I started getting in touch with family again and found out one of my favorite aunts had passed away. She took me in after I came back from Vietnam after I got into an argument with my father and left home.....She taught me a lot and never preached to me about right or wrong. She set an example by the way she lived her life and treated people. When I called, I was calling to thank her for all she had done for me, but my cousin told me she passed away. I was on a guilt trip for a long time. I felt like dog doo doo......What I did learn from this is to always tell those who have affected your life some how and help your when you needed help, how much you love them.....So now I constantly tell those I care about how much I love and appreciate them. You never know when they might be taken away.
One may never know when the time comes. I remind myself of this often. I attempt to reach out as much as possible-especially to those who are dear to me, and say "just because", I love you.
when one of my daughter's best friend's was killed by a drunk driver it tore me to shreds, she always called me mom and kissed me when she came over, I loved her dearly, she was such a bright light in life always happy, I hadn't seen her for a day or two when we heard~~~~~~~~I missed telling her I love her~~~~~~~ now I tell her every day along with the others I had lost
i went to the grocery store...
after work one day.....an came
home after parkin the car...kids
yellin off the back porch tellin me
i had a urgent phone call.....jus
like that he was gone...my husband
shot an killed....bye a woman...that
had nott known him 3 mos....at least
my last words were i love u...to him
an i kno he knos......
hugz
"poco"
A beautiful reminder, I never leave anyone without giving them a hug, and and I love you forever~
posted by ASRAI
2 months ago
To Ladyearth, Virgoman, Cookieblue and Pocohantas~~~Thank you for sharing your personal story's. And for Asrai, my dear friend, thank you for loving me forever, as I do you.
Blessings and light to all.
For each of us today could be our final day on earth and it is not only the one who may lose someone that needs to acknowledge their love for that person but also the one who has died may not have shared that acknowledgement as well.
I had and argument/strong disagreement with my mother over the telephone about something very stupid and insignificant. We both felt we needed to settle down and cool off so we said goodbye; I told my mother that I loved her and we hung up the phone. Three days later my mother died from a heart attack. I was in Colorado and she was in New York and I felt so badly that the last conversation we had was and argument. I do feel my mother’s love in my heart but I would have liked to have departed under different circumstances.
In my former occupation I worked in a hospice and sat along side of people who were terminally ill. Most had unfinished business, stuff that they wish they could have done differently before they died. Living in the moment we learn to let go of our regrets, and know that we are all connected regardless of how we feel about each other or what we failed to say to each other. Below is one of the prayers said with those in a hospice who were on their last breath
IN YOUR BLESSED HANDS,
By Rabbi, Zalman Schachter-Shalomi
God you made me from before I was born.
You took me though my life. You supported me.
You were there with me when I wasn’t there with you.
There were times when I was sick and you healed me.
There were times when I was in despair and you gave me hope.
There were times when I felt betrayed and I could still turn to you.
Life has been wonderful. I loved and I was loved. I sang, I heard music, I saw flowers, I saw sunrises and sunsets. Even in places when I was alone.
You, in my heart, helped me turn loneliness into precious solitude. And as I look back over the panorama of my life, what a wonderful privilege this has been!
I still have concerns for people in the family, for the world, for the planet. I put them in your blessed hands. I trust that whatever in the web of life that needed me to be here is now completed. I thank you for taking these burdens from me, and I thank you for keeping me in the light. As I let go, and let go… and let go.
posted by EZ2
2 months ago
Artist4Life,
That was a great gift you gave when talking about saying "I love you" to our dear ones. You opened the door for the discussion of the impact of death and the loss of people who are special to us. When my dear friend Rose lost her grandson (22 years of age) the other day, he just dropped in the doorway when he went to get his inhalor (the air was so smoke-filled). The pain of the family was compounded by the suddenness of it. What I have thought of is the friends I have made here on eons. If I or they died suddenly tomorrow, how would anyone know? We would just be 'not heard from". It has made me sad to think of that. I am grateful of your reminder to love while we have the chance, because the door may be closed sooner than we know.
Namaste always
Thank you EZ2 and PeaceWorld for sharing your personal story's.
Blessing and light to all.
