Life and death are so closely related that you can’t separate one from the other. As I watched a dear friend and family member pass from this world tonight I was stunned at how similar death is to birth. When Preston was born there was a sacred quiet to the room. Spirits from the other side were present to see my son safely into mortality. I’m sure as happy as they were to see him start his chance at mortality there must have also been a moment of sadness at his loss from that world. The happiness he has brought to me, his daddy and so many others in this world is indescribable.
When Mother Annette slipped peacefully from this life, her breathing simply getting more and more shallow until it stopped. I know there was celebration on the other side of the veil as she reunited with her mother, father, her dear husband and her siblings. I know many were there to welcome her just as we were sending her off with heavy hearts and comforting ourselves in the knowledge that she has simply passed through a door into the loving arms of those that wait for her. Her life isn’t over, just this portion of it.
And yet we grieve because we will miss her. Because our experiences with her here are over. There will be many days filled with tears for those who knew and loved her best. There will be sweet memories to cherish. We love you grammy! and we won’t say good bye but we will see you again one day when we too make that journey.