October 11, 2004

THOUGHTS ON DEATH-ok

I went to a shiva house tonight. After someone dies in the Jewish religion the people sit "shiva" for a week. They sit on low chairs and people come to pay their respects. Relatives and friends usually send food and or help to prepare and serve meals. I think this is the first time I have come to accept my own death. I am not sure why this acceptance but I did. Maybe it’s because one of my mother’s old friends said, "We don’t live forever." I don’t know why this had such an impact on me. I think it’s because I know this woman who died had a hard life but for the last ten years it was good. She was over ninety!!!

I was in her apartment so it was sad but I saw her daughters and how they are moving on.

I realize that once I am dead I won’t know it and hopefully people will share their good memories of me.

Of course I STILL can’t believe that one day I will NOT exist anymore. Maybe I will in the hearts and minds of family and friends. It makes me more determined than ever to work on my family scrapbook. So that my children can read about my life……………many things that they don’t know about. I also must read through all my entries here and delete the ones that are too upsetting and private. I better do it SOON! One never knows.

YAH

October 12, 2004

It’s weird isn’t it. I recently went to a funeral as well, of a family member, and it made me think too. I guess you got to live with passion and get the most out life, you never know when the music stops. All the best.

beingmeisbest

bodies might not exist..but thoughts, ideas, and memories live on. My grandparents and my father are dead but to me , they will live on in my memory and when I write about them…their spirit is here bodies have always been temporary….all through history … peace you are still alive ..ENJOY!!!!

Chipparoo

Doesn’t seem necessary to delete entries you put on here. Who would find them?

Aradia

October 13, 2004

Death can be difficult to comprehend. I can’t even do it. One day I just won’t exist anymore. Whoa, lol. It’s like trying to understand space goes on forever. Creepy, lol.

I need to have a paper journal burning. My paper journals go way back to 1973. If my family reads them after I am gone they will never think well of me.

Gypsy Spirit

I see death as the shedding of a shell as our spirit moves on to better things…and the memories people retain create a sense of immortality for them as they live with our legacy. The only part of dying that concerns me is how my family would grieve…but they are strong and capable. Its all part of lifes process. You are wise to reflect like this, it helps to understand. hugs

Lucky Lady

October 20, 2004

I wonder if this is the age when people start thinking about their own death & their legacy to their families. I’m 50 now & have lost several family members & friends in the past 4 to 5 years. It’s definitely a time of awakening & setting things right. I also think grandchildren stir memories we want to share. Have fun with the scrape book. I’m working on one too. I also have entries to delete.