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Let
no one fear death, for it is as natural as life. And no one ever
experiences death...you have to be alive...only life itself can
be experienced. But, with the end does comes the heightening; the
dignity and pathos of every human life; the appraisal that we will
make and the memories we surely have, happy and sad, in the minds
of friends and relatives who've been left to live out their own
time.
This
is a sad day, but there is a touch of comfort in it too for us.
For, though a funeral is a leave-taking, it should be more than
that. You know it should be a celebration of the life and personality
that has been...all living things are subject to death and we humans,
being a part of nature, we are no exception.
No
one who has felt the organic pattern of mortality in nature can
but accept his or hew own life philosophically exercising its scope
with great gladness, and making personal choices of self-commitment
day by day, until the hour comes to leave. And those who have learned
how to live life fully, to the full, have learned also how to die
and how to lose.
Your
very grief is, however, a token of your love - and if your love
and concern for Tim is strong enough to grieve, it can also use
that strength to grasp the joy of memory. Love as we well know,
why, it is the greatest of human treasures - and of all our memories,
the memories of the ones that we have loved and who are now gone
from us, they are the ones that we cherish the most, for they have
the sweetest poignancy.
The
comfort of having a son, a brother, a nephew, a cousin, a friend,
a colleague...any other relationship may be lost, but the comfort
and knowledge of having had that relationship with Tim himself...now
that is never lost. |