Festival of Death

I am writing this to you with a heavy heart. It's the third month in a row since death stroke so so close to my family.

First, in May- my aunt passed away. She was suffering with various diagnostics and although it happened it was still unbelievable to me. I live in USA and my family is still in Europe.

Then , a month later or so, in June- my former manager passed away. Now that was UNEXPECTED. I am still in disbelief that he is no longer in this realm. I mean, I worked with him for almost four years. I moved to another state in April so to receive the news that he passes away so unexpectedly , two months after I left the job was very shocking to me. When I write this it's been about a month since his services and I am still in that stage where I say " I can't believe he passed away", it just does't register with me.

Then, a day ago- my mom's older brother passed away. He was going to turn 70 this year. Death strikes close to home again.

I am writing this post, not because I don't understand death but because I want to make the best of life. Death scares me, because I feel like I have so much left to see and do. Death scares me because I don't want the ones I love and care about suffer because of me.
Life is precious. Life is beautiful.
So make the best of it.

May the souls of my family and co worker rest in peace. I don't know what is there after death but if there is something, I hope it's beautiful and those who are there are no longer suffering and in pain.

Namaste,

Dee