there were two posts that I was interested in.
The first one was about Ana, the second one about her funeral.
There is a lot I would like to talk to you about. I am not sure if I want to write on an open space like OS. I give it a start. You and your young family have been very lucky to have had her in your life. She must have been a real sunshine. She lived life to the fullest as if her inner clock and master told her to enjoy life as much and as intensive as possible because her time was limited . I often think about Mozart and others who died young.
I knew a young boy - a child still - who had had an incurable disease, something like m.s. His mother was an MD and there was hope that each day could bring the necessary treatment. I was befriended with his grandmother who had photos of him in her tiny apartment. On one of the photos, the boy looked like a ghost.
I talked to his grandmother about my impression. There was another photo of him which showed him among his siblings and cousins. His smile was radiant, infectious even if you could see that his death was near. He was not allowed to participate in sports.
As he got older, he asked his parents to be allowed to take the bike to school.The parents, reluctant at first, decided that he should have the fun of his life and all the freedom that went along with it.
One day, his mother was having a nap while waiting for him, she fell asleep.When she woke up, the boy (about 18) hadn't arrived yet.They found him stretched out on the grass, the bike beside him. He was dead.The school which he had attended was deeply shocked. He was celebrated as a very positive and loving person; his special illness and the expected short life span had turned him into a very special person. I think he was considered to be an angel.
This is my first part of a letter to you, and please let me know if you want me to continue writing on this page on OS.
I will come to an end here for today, (...)
Peace be with you and your family.
it is hard not to get distracted by the news chasing each other.Thinking of your friend Ana, I would like to think of her visiting you and cradling your little boy.
Often I had been contemplating about the fairy tales and their messages, two in particular.
b)Brüderchen und Schwesterchen (Brother and Sister)
The colported messages are: Mothers don't die.They are always there for their children.
I have experienced death several times by now. What is more important here is the time before and after death occurs.
Ana - your friend jumped from one status to the next. She was full of life and enjoyed herself - and you - immensly. It had been the case with this boy I told you about yesterday.
If there is a purpose in life, one of them must be to spread love and joy.We are closely connected to the people with whom we have shared our life. Ana will be around for you to notice when you are ready for it.This requires your strength in dealing with ghosts, in dreams, in other people resembling her, in little gestures, comments, smells, flowers etc.
Within a aweek, 5 days exactly, prior to the death of my father, I have had a premonition of my father's condition.
I was pregnant and so sad; I thought I would not get over it. After a few days of the announcement, I had the impression to keep him alive within me.
To this day, I believe that it had been the driving force of the child growing within me.
Two weeks later, I was standing by the sink in the bathroom getting ready for bed. It was late and my husband was asleep.
Suddenly I knew someone was looking into the mirror with me, looking at me. I knew it was my father, but since I couldn't see him, I was scared and went to bed as fast as I could to be beside someone alive.
Ever since that time I knew that people decease but their soul lives on. With this knowledge, I celebrated life and that of my father whose soul had actually crossed the ocean to find me in an environment entirely new to him. And I celebrated the new life within me.
Not everyone has perceptions like these. It's not possible to even exchange these experiences with ordinary, I should say, with most people.
I don't know how much of this you can take. I'll send you a short note about this second letter and wait for your response.
J.W.von Goethe has written a memorable text on the soul's departure
Message to potential readers:
Please treat this post with care and respect,
as it is a letter of condolence to Alysa
who has lost her friend a year ago.
I would appreciate it if you could refrain from controversy.
Please keep in mind that losing someone dear takes a long time to heal.