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Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live ~ Norman Cousins
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If you look closely enough at situations, you can create corollaries to serve your own purposes. This typically stems from a human desire to understand why things happen rather than just chalking it up indiscriminately to shit happens. When unpleasant situations arise many of us want to understand why, as if happenstance will lessen guilt, more than the concept of an invisible hand manipulating the universe. If unpleasant situations are singular, then seldom is additional thought to motive given, it becomes merely an undesirable isolated incident.
Death comes in threes, a popular unconfirmed myth from my own family, is losing some of it’s street cred. People have been dropping like flies. Maybe daylight saving time has placed unfortunate stress on the precarious health of the ailing.
Five have passed within a month. Some closer in relation than others. Some family of family. Some knew their fate, like my sister’s uncle by marriage.
Uncle woke up Sunday, and sat on the edge of the bed for an extended amount of time. His wife asked what was wrong as it was time to get about the business of welcoming the day. Uncle replied, “Today, is the day I will die.”
Not to be sucked in by melodrama, the wife retorted, “You can’t die today. Tonight is your night to cook supper.”
At lunch, he collapsed in the kitchen.
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Life is returning to a state which will be defined as the new normal. We have resumed watching Six Feet Under on dvd. We spend more time observing the birds feed from the kitchen window. The four-legged ones, The Hunter and The Gatherer continue to be insufferable and narcissistic, but if they behaved any other way, they wouldn’t be mine.
I asked my cool SIL what she was doing with all this newfound free time, her reply, was laundry. We have to start somewhere.
It amazes me how life (for everyone other than the deceased) goes on after someone dies. Returning to familiar routine can be quite comforting. It’s important for each person to find their balance in a world that has changed, and sometimes it’s a stressful dance to re-establish that balance as a couple..where each partner isn’t quite sure of their partner’s steps.
laundry. *sigh*
so who made her dinner one must wonder.
I have no idea why the universe behaves the way it does. Personally I think she is a perverse bitch. With a wicked sense of humour.
Lynn, it’s a process which requires an obscene amount of patience and understanding, considering the stress it follows.
flutter, isn’t life romantic?
crazymumma, I agree. I no longer try to understand the why anymore, and just roll with what is.