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People living deeply have no fear of death ~Anais Nin
Are you afraid of death?
What are you afraid of? Your own death or the death of a loved one?
I can honestly say that before my children died, I was terrified of my own death. I was scared of what would happen in the after life.
My perception of my own mortality changed with the tragedy of loosing my own children. I remember in my early grief wishing to go to sleep and never wake up. I wanted to die, not only to stop the horrible pain I was experiencing, but to join them, wherever they are.
I lost the fear of dying. What better gift to be reunited with those babies for ever?
The question arose: Was I absolutely sure I would join them?
That, among other considerations, stopped me for killing myself.
I knew then, that I had to make the most of the time I had left on this Earth in order to hug my children one more time, forever.
I have to life to the fullest. Making every second count. Being their voice in this life. In short: making them proud.
I do fear the death of those I love, but I have learned that I have no control over what may come.
I fear the pain, but I do not fear my grief, who has become a dear friend of mine.
What my children in heaven have taught me is to embrace life -with its happiness and its deep sorrow-, always to say "I love you" to those I love. To enjoy the sunrises and the sunsets I have the chance to witness. No matter what others might think, hug and kiss those I love.
What are you afraid of? Your own death or the death of a loved one?
I can honestly say that before my children died, I was terrified of my own death. I was scared of what would happen in the after life.
My perception of my own mortality changed with the tragedy of loosing my own children. I remember in my early grief wishing to go to sleep and never wake up. I wanted to die, not only to stop the horrible pain I was experiencing, but to join them, wherever they are.
I lost the fear of dying. What better gift to be reunited with those babies for ever?
The question arose: Was I absolutely sure I would join them?
That, among other considerations, stopped me for killing myself.
I knew then, that I had to make the most of the time I had left on this Earth in order to hug my children one more time, forever.
I have to life to the fullest. Making every second count. Being their voice in this life. In short: making them proud.
I do fear the death of those I love, but I have learned that I have no control over what may come.
I fear the pain, but I do not fear my grief, who has become a dear friend of mine.
What my children in heaven have taught me is to embrace life -with its happiness and its deep sorrow-, always to say "I love you" to those I love. To enjoy the sunrises and the sunsets I have the chance to witness. No matter what others might think, hug and kiss those I love.
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