The Lessons of Death

As a parent, I find myself always seeking out wisdom, in every way, to pass on to my children. It struck me, as I driving home from a difficult passing, that I have the goldmine of lessons right in front of me.

So, what is it that I have been taught?

Being kind, no matter what the situation, is never wrong.

Whatever your heart is saying, express it now, don’t ever wait.

The person that forgives first is the true winner of the disagreement.

It’s ok to cry, even if you feel like you are crying for no good reason.

Holding on to anger or ill will eats away at your soul. Just like an apple, it will cause you to go bad from the inside out.

Sometimes laughter really is the best medicine.

Loyalty to someone really means in good times and in bad.

Your word should always remain unbroken. It is one of the only things that cannot be taken from you.

Those that pass don’t want sadness and lamenting. Sing their song and smile until your cheeks hurt in remembrance.

Love is truly blind -it crosses the divides of age, race, sex, status and religion.

Being afraid is not a sign of weakness.

Life might not always go as planned, but, in those twists lessons lie.

Being afraid to fail ends more dreams than never actually trying.

Loving someone in the moments they are crying, in need, sans make up, helpless and weak are when it is needed most and resonates deepest.

Harming others causes you to harm yourself.

Relationships can end but the memories live on.

Today is a day that was not gifted to everyone.

The world is so much bigger than we could ever imagine, but, not big enough to fit out regrets.

Helping someone shouldn’t be what makes you famous because it should be done in secret.

Love is patient, like the caregiver of a dementia patient.

Love is kind, like volunteer who sits with someone dying.

Stumbles in life mean you are trying and growing.

The best gift you could ever give anyone is bringing down your walls and letting them in.

Don’t let a day go by without being grateful or appreciative.

Worrying and stressing are like tar pits… You struggle and struggle but eventually you lost the fight even before you began.

The person in the mirror is the most important person to keep a promise to.

When the journey of life comes to an end, little truly matters. Finding and knowing what matters is the key.

I am sure there are many more lessons that I have yet to learn. Just have to remember to keep my ears sharp, even when I think there is nothing to hear and my eyes open even when there is nothing to see.

By Helen Haddick BSN RN CHPN

RN who has just left critical care in the hospital for hospice. Join me for my journey Please feel free to leave comments and like if you enjoy this

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