I think about death a lot. I wonder what crossing over was like for my mom. What will .crossing over will be like for me?
Scientists have reported that the white light and other images the dying see are just the synapses of our brain misfiring.
A friend told me that our birth and death are the two times that we are closest to God Angels were around us when we took our first breath, and they will be around when we breathe our last.
Whether you believe in the scientific explanation of what happens when we are crossing or the spiritual one, I believe God is present.
What will my final pep talk from God be like? Here are the words that I hope to hear.
God: Your time on Earth is almost over. In a matter of minutes, your body is going to die. Don't be afraid, Your body was the vessel that housed your soul while you lived on Earth. Your soul will move on. A new beginning. A life of love and acceptance A reunion with those you love. You will finally be free.
I was with you when you started school. I watched your tears fall when the other children made fun of you. I saw your disappointment when your friends. walked with crutches. You fell every time that you tried. I was with you through the pain of wearing long leg braces and night braces.
I saw your exhilaration the first time you drove a power chair. I saw how proud you were when you received your MSW. I was with you through all of it. I have never left your side.
You were afraid you did not make a difference in your life. I can assure you that you did. You were an example to others with disabilities. You got an education before anyone thought it was possible. You created a job for yourself when other people told you that you were unemployable, You were an advocate for others with disabilities. You showed them what can be accomplished through hard work and determination.
You became a talented writer. Every person who reads your blog posts comes away with something new. A new idea or a new point of view.
I know the pain that you felt when your mother died as well as when Lucie died. I saw the disbelief in your eyes when you were forced to leave your home. I felt the loneliness you experienced in both the nursing and group homes. Your blog caused trouble. You did your best to undo the damage. It was too late. Some things just can't be fixed. You could not go back. That was a difficult and painful lesson for you.
I saw how tired you were You prayed to be reunited with your mother. It was not your time. You had more to teach and more to learn.
You had the support of your family and friends. You met amazing people in your lifetime. There won't be a funeral. There will be a party to celebrate your life. It will be joyous.
I am proud of you. You indeed made mistakes. You tried. You survived. You never gave up.
It's time,
Be happy.
Be at peace
Death is not the end.
