I have faced many obstacles in my life. Obstacles that took both emotional and physical strength to overcome, yet the most challenging obstacle of all is learning to accept that death is a reality of life. It is a lesson I have tried to understand time and time again, but the answer continues to evade me. The truth is that life is filled with complexities that we may never truly grasp, like poverty in a world of rich resources, or why an all powerful God would allow humanity to endure pain and suffering, sickness and death.
This post is dedicated to my late aunt, Norma Rivera. The post is a written copy of a tribute I gave at her memorial service. Included within the tribute are excerpts from a previous blog post (It’s a Matter of Life and Death).
In Memory of Aunt Norma
Tribute given on: April 16, 2014
No amount of emotional preparation can prepare you for a moment such as this. A moment we all know we will confront at some point in our lives, the moment of our final earthly goodbye to a close friend or family member.
Death is a reality we will each face. Death represents the finality of our earthly experience; it is the end to life as we know it in the flesh. What pains us is the realization that each lived experience will one day have an end. Depending on your belief, many of us will acknowledge that there is an afterlife, a life lived through our spiritual self, yet one very different from our human interactions. Continue reading “It’s a Matter of Life and Death”
Live, laugh, love, are three words we hear often, as we seek to remind each other of the frailty of life and the need to live it to the fullest. The journey along this pathway of life leads us to many turns, and hills; it is filled with laughter and tears, and at times the sense or wanting to give up. However throughout life we are blessed to encounter people who make our journey a little less daunting. Some people we meet along the way and become friends, others walk into our path for a moment, and then they leave forever. Then there are those people that walk with us every step of the way, they are what we call family. Our family is a gift, unlike friends, they are not people we chose, they are people we grow to depend on, people we grow to share our roadway of life with, people who will be there for us when the world seems to disappear. Our experiences with these souls are what create memories, and it is our memories that allow us to relive each moment in life for as long as we desire. Our memories bring back laughter, our memories bring back moments we seek to capture, moments that remind us that each day is indeed a blessing. Continue reading “Tribute to an uncle and lessons to live a better life…”
I have indeed been overwhelmed and humbled by the numerous support and response I have received since I posted my initial “The Anatomy of Abuse” blog yesterday. Many of you have written to me personally giving me your support and encouragement. It truly means a lot to me. Many of you have also asked about how I managed to go through life thus far with the history of my past. I am therefore writing this as a follow-up to answer some of the questions I have since received. Continue reading “The Anatomy of Abuse – Part 2: Learning to Embrace your Past”