A lot of things happened through the past week. It was an emotional roller coaster ride for me. My beloved super granny has passed away on Vesak Day June 1. I have mixed feelings seeing the Christian wake that was held for her. But regardless, I’m pretty sure she is in a better place now. She is out of sight but definitely not out of mind.
I saw this on my newsfeed, as if super granny wanted to tell us this. And I re-read this many times in the week. It brings comfort to me somehow.
Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room. Nothing has happened. Everything remains exactly as it was. I am I, and you are you, and the old life that we lived so fondlytogether is untouched, unchanged. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by the old familiar name. Speak of me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference into your tone. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together. play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was. There is absolute and unbroken continuity. What is this death but a negligible accident? why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just round the corner. All is well.
Life is temporary. But the memories are forever.
Goodbye my super granny.