Hawaiian Proverb

"I want to die in my sleep like my friend.... Not screaming and yelling like the passengers in his car."
Wil Shriner

"We read that we ought to forgive our enemies; but we do not read that we ought to forgive our friends."
Pierre Corneille
Today I was feeling a bit sad.
I was sad about my father's declining health.
Strangely my feelings felt somehow "clean."
A calmness prevailed.
No shaking my fist at fate,
or at God.
No "What if" or "Why not."
Just smelted acceptance; and gratitude.
Gratitude that I got to spend time with him late in life,
Gratitude, and apprehension
that indefinite time, and pain remain to him.
And I realized something then.
I finally understood:
When trauma and disaster are overcome
a space is cleared
for appropriate grief
in it's proper season.
But what remains is luminous
and oh so beautiful!
A L O H A! Cloudia