I've had some sad news lately, a friend's grandson drowned in a lake. It was a terrible tragic accident and no ones fault really. He played on a raft when his mom said NO. The wind carried him out very quickly people tried to reach him but could not get him in time. The raft hit a buoy and he fell in and drown.
Today, I heard that a distant friend killed herself. She had kinky, curly, wild, red hair was a real hippy and one of the friendliest and warmest people I knew. While she wasn't a close friend, it make me happy when I saw her. I was happy knowing she is still around somewhere in my universe.
Life is so hard and painful and sometimes bad things happen to good people. Why? The randomness makes no sense to me. Life is a mystery.
If I knew how many days I have left to live I would be faithful, I would stop protecting myself from the pain and joy love brings, I would live my life with passion and stop being a coward.
Memento mori is a Latin phrase that may be freely translated as "Remember that you are mortal and Remember you will die."
Prayer helps
Judy
3 comments:
How very very sad and heartbreaking. That is why I am trying to feel the pain and the joy of love, as I never know how long I have on this earth. It is hard work sometimes, and so easy to want to find things to numb our pain....and we all find different ways to avoid healing and facing the difficult things in life. Some find solace and avoidance in affairs, drugs, alcohol, or other things... sigh. Carpe Diem is the other latin phrase that comes to mind....xxxpatti
I think I lost the comment I just wrote you. How heartbreaking and tragic. My heart aches for all concerned.
I am on a journey of facing the pain and the joy that life deals us and trying not to do things to avoid it.
The other latin phrase that comes to mind is Carpe Diem- seize the day.
To wholeness and healing, and living life to its fullest potential. Patti
Seize the Day indeed. We never know how many moments we have - so don't save fun things for tomorrow - do everything you can, all the time.
I read your blog and wonder about your life, and how different I might be if I lived in Alaska instead of Dallas. Robin
Post a Comment