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Old January 7th, 2012, 11:46
Marjatta Marjatta is offline
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Default Dying Doesn't Mean You've Left Me ... You're Just a Bit Ahead in Our Mutual Journey

Next Stop ... Home

Darling, these weeks since your death have been a whirlwind of activity. The practical matters to take care of have been a blessing in a way. They have prevented me from curling up into a ball and crying my eyes out for hours. In fact, the thought of lying there clutching my heart and writhing in sorrow—not even noticing what's going on around me—hasn't even been an option. Perhaps that's why we have visitations and wakes and funerals. They draw the outer circle of family and friends into our inner circle ... into our very core of being.

You died on November 9th, and now it is December 8th. Has it been that long already? Barely a month, and already I'm reflecting instead of experiencing? I'm reflecting on your death, but not experiencing it fresh and raw as if it just happened. Is that a sign of healing? Or is that a sign of a human heart that has relived your death too many times and can no longer tolerate the pain?

The Answers

The other night, I finally had my "big cry." You know, the one where you know that reality has won, reality rules ... reality is. Yeah, well, that sucked big ones. It drew in all of those self-pitying questions like, "Why me? Why him? Why did he have to go? Why did our beautiful love have to end?"

The answers that came to me surprised me. The answers came in droves, and I knew in my heart that they were the real answers and the ones I needed to listen to. They were not the ones I wanted to hear, but the answers that you always taught me to listen to ... the ones that didn't always make sense in our physical world, but made a whole lot of sense in the big scheme of things.

You always were a spiritual person, but not in a religious way. You believed in our higher power ... you called Him God ... and you lived your life accordingly. But you did not believe in a vindictive or punishing power. You believed in God, who accepted and loved us for exactly who we were and would eventually return us to His home.

Just One Step Ahead

You are just one step ahead of me in that journey back to God, my love. While I often feel frightened and alone and unsure of what to do, I know deep in my heart that I still have a mission to fulfill. God gave each of us our lives, and He has a plan for both of us. It is not up to me to question my purpose ... only to fulfill it. And it was never up to me to question yours or why you had to go ahead of me. I accept that it was meant to be, and I will forever be grateful that God granted you to me for as long as He did.

You're just a bit ahead of me in our mutual journey, my love. You just hopped on the train a bit earlier than I did, but I know we'll meet again at our mutual destination. Just like you taught me to never be afraid of getting lost on the subway, I will never doubt my eventual destiny to be with you.

You made my path easy. You made it real. You made it you.

One cream, no sugar in my coffee at that station stop, hon. I know you'll remember.

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Old January 12th, 2012, 10:20
Carol-Charlie Carol-Charlie is offline
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Default Thank you for writing this....

You put into the perfect words what my heart was feeling! Thanks for being here.. I pray you're doing better and can now smile when you remember.
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Old June 15th, 2015, 13:42
Aquarius Aquarius is offline
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Going Home

Going home, going home – we’re all going home.
Quiet like, some still day – we’re all going home.

It’s not far, just close by, through an open door.
Work all done, care laid by – fear and hurt no more.

Mother’s there, expecting us – Father’s waiting too.
Angel folks are gathered with guides and friends we know –
Guides and friends we know.

Morning Star lights the way – Earth-bound dreams all done.
Shadows gone – break of day – real life’s just begun.
There’s no break, there’s no end – just a moving on.
Wide awake, with a smile – going on and on.

Going home, going home – we’re all going home.
It’s not far, just close by – through an open door.
Going home, going home, I’m just going home.

Though I have gone before you,
I did not do so alone and neither will you,
When your time for saying goodbye to the Earth plane has come.
God and the Angels are forever with us,
Keeping you and me safe.
No matter where we may ever find ourselves,
We shall always rest securely in God’s loving hands.

William Arms Fisher
Edited by Aquarius
Sung to the well known tune from
Dvorak’s ‘New World Symphony’

From ‘Comfort for the Bereaved’

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Our world is bound in darkness, until we shine the light;
You, with your own vision – and I, with my insight.

Author of ‘The Random Jottings of a Stargazer’
And the Astro Files
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