All life must come to an end. Whether strayed in the light or in the deep cold dungeon, all things wither and fade. Endings may be wrapped in happiness and tranquility while others are dipped in a black pool of bitterness and sorrow. We live. We create memories. We propel energy that can destroy a single soul or uplift a weary spirit. Our life is made with a purpose and we may live passionately cultivating our principles or be buried five feet below the ground lost and empty.
As they say: “Home is where the heart is.” It is where the four immeasurables are being honed, harnessed, cultivated and is supposed to be rooted in our core. Love, Compassion, Sympathetic Joy and Equanimity may bring us to the path of happiness, contentment, peace and even success. However, the mind is stronger than the heart and the latter does not take reason as its answer.
A family that prays together stays together. And a family with openness, forgiving arms and respect creates a solid sphere creating strength. No matter how cruel the world is, our family is the source of divine force. Without it, we can be breakable.
I lost someone who was not dear to me but still considered as family. Growing up and all the days that transpired, I can say that I have the right to keep grudges, but I never did and have no intentions of keeping. Life has been gracious to me that giving back is a passion rather than a necessity. Old age may be a bearer of wisdom but also a potential harbinger of illnesses. The big “C” or cancer does not only affect the society metaphorically but, in the literal sense, anyone creating burden to the families involved. Despite all saintly measures, caregiver fatigue may set in and the thought of giving up, may be, is the best antidote. When life can be prolonged, they were charmed and swallowed by fear and agendas only their minds can fathom. And I, who have the capacity to help see another sunrise is left in the corner, helpless, watching them, stoic. Waiting for the last breath, the last beat, the last twitch until reaching its wretched conclusion.
The Bible says: “In the end there are three things that last: faith, hope and love; and the greatest of these is love.” But they lost all of it.