My grandmother passed away last night. The news traveled faster than I could have ever imagined. I received text messages and phone calls from people who I haven’t heard from in ages; some I don’t even know! My phone rang at about midnight; it was the friend of a cousin, who knew a guy who lived closed to my grandma, and who was sure he could feel the pain of my loss—no joke.
I know death is something difficult to deal with, but I also understand that it is necessary for the continuation of life. What sort of place would the world be if we lived (unchanged) forever? I was talking to one of my best friends last night. He called me because he got a call from someone who heard about my grandma. He told me that he was surprised. “You are not crying,” he said. “I remember when Toughy died, you were… you were inconsolable. Are you okay?”
“I’m okay,” I told him. “Toughy was 20-years-old. He was killed in action by a kid younger than he was. I was angry at the injustice; mad at the fact that very few people saw the uselessness of his death. My grandma lived almost a century. She had more grandchildren and great-grandchildren than she could remember. She was tired and wanted to move on. She LIVED, Toughy didn’t. We should celebrate my grandma’s life and not, forever, mourn her death.”
He was quiet for a few long seconds, and then he said, “You are a very weird woman.”
I said goodbye to my friend, after thanking him for his kind gesture. Then I sat on the floor and thought for a long while. I examined my Eclectic Pagan’s view on mortality and tried to see if they were in fact weird. I concluded they weren’t. I believe that we are all made of the same basic energy and that we become part of everything we touch. I also believe that energy never disappears, it just changes. I know my grandma is somewhere…
I ask my Hekate to brighten my grandma’s new path with Endless Blessings. Please say a prayer for her… light a candle… or do whatever you believe will help her get to where she wants to go next. She was a very difficult woman. In the course of her life, she made decisions that hurt many. However, everybody deserves forgiveness and a second, third, fourth… chance.
I’ll quote a very sweet and intelligent man to say that today I’ll “think of all the beautiful things she did for the ones she loved” most.