God, There Are Too Many People Dying

Death continues to happen around me. I use to be afraid of death until I found out the secret to not being afraid, or why I was really afraid. People are always afraid when they don’t know something, when they are uncertain about something, it is fearful.

I feel for people who lose a loved one, even if they are not my relatives. But I know death is inevitable. We are all going to die one day, it’s just a matter of when and how. I hope to live a very long time. My mother is 81; my father died when he was about 83.

A friend just loss his mother. It was tough. He had some hard decisions to make and he was struggling. I am always amazed how quick hospitals are ready to take a life. All of these modern advances and only people with money can extend their lives. It seems so unfair, but that is the country we live in and the greed that has taken root in our country.

Finally, moving through our pastor’s death. Felt a little angry because his health was in his hands but he made some decisions that were contrary to improving his lifestyle.

God, there are too many people dying prematurely because they won’t take care of their health.

My friend is rising above her grief. Some do it faster and others it takes a little longer. I’ve filled some gaps to give her the opportunity to work through her grief. A lesson I have learned that I will pass on. At first when a person dies, everyone is in and out. They need you afterward, so make time to drop by and visit. Do whatever you feel like doing for them because they won’t know what you can do for them.

Have patience in their moments of crying, frustration, reality. Sometimes a hug, or an ear is all that is needed. Don’t smother them. They won’t like that.

Buy little cards and small gifts for them just to let them know you care.

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Healing Thoughts To Those Left Behind After Air France Crash

My heart goes out to those left behind after the Air France crash. Many have probably not recovered from the shock. Some may already feel angry and asking "why me."

No one knows why one air plane crashes and another lands on water and not one passenger suffers anything major.

We don't know. It is unexplainable. Even if there was an explanation, at this stage of grief no one would care because that friend or love one is no longer here.

There is an emptiness inside. The children miss their father or mommy. They're asking questions about their whereabouts.

If I could offer one solution it would be to those who can write to write out their feelings. It may feel uncomfortable at first but it will become easier.

There are things you can write that no one will understand. The paper won't judge you. It won't interrupt. It won't try to convince you it will be all right. It won't talk back to you. It will just allow you the freedom to express.

If you feel like laughing today as you reflect on those great memories, then laugh. It's okay. If you feel like crying, then cry. It's okay. If you feel like being angry, then be angry; let it out.

Keep the faith,

The sun will shine again another day, families of the Air France crash.

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