What a day.

That's really all there is to it.

How gratifying is it to know that those who leave your life aren't truly gone?
Does it give you hope? Or do you get caught up in all of the grief that accompanies this person's physical passing?

I don't know.

I know that it's hard. I haven't experienced too many deaths. And those I have weren't particularly awful as compared to others who experienced them with me.
Sometimes it makes me feel uncaring.
I wish I could have known them better. I would have wanted to enjoy their last few years with them. It probably would have helped both of us.

Today's news struck home significantly more, simply because it was much closer.
I did not know Cody Murphy. I hardly remember seeing Melanie Marcelletti. But because I know people who knew them closely, I empathize.
I feel for those who are leaving their thoughts on his myspace, or calling his phone to hear his voicemail message. It is so hard to let go.
Can you imagine not seeing someone that you saw everyday of your life? Someone you loved?

I'm praying for the lives that Cody touched; for their grief, for their faith, for their celebration and remembrance of him. Because if they were touched by this person, it won't be easy to let go of all of the memories. And they shouldn't.



Today my grandmother called to explain to us that, after years of battling chemotherapy, the doctors had done everything they could to help my great Aunt Karen. It wasn't caught quick enough.
She has been put into hospice care. The tumors are too much for her.

In reality, I believe it's the best thing to do.
The radiation was hurting her more than helping her.
She will be in comfort for her last few weeks.
And the best aspect of this is she definitely headed for the Lord in heaven.

It is hard to let go.
To the point of tears.
But a great thing about life is moving on,
and moving forward after living a life with Jesus,
and eventually meeting the Lord in all of his glory is truly great.