I have often said “I do not think of my own mortality much!” The thought just does
not enter my mind. As I lose friends, and it seems as though I am losing them at
all too fast a rate, I find myself struggling harder with those losses with each
new occurrence. There are times when I think the only thing I do is go to funerals
or send condolences. It just doesn't get easier for me and losing Tom Thomas has
really set me back.
I don’t like using other people’s words to express myself, particularly my own emotions
and especially my own grief. There are things that I absolutely must say for myself
however the words come out. It’s just who I am.
Still, occasionally, I find a piece that speaks to me and for me, better than I
can for myself. Here is: Kaddish, A Mourner’s Prayer. I hope you find as much peace
in it as I have.
When I die give what’s left of me away
I want to leave you something,
You can love me best by letting hands touch hands, and by
is not easy, but it is a part of life. It’s all the more reason to enjoy every
minute of the time we have together.