There is a tale in Buddhism where a woman’s son has died. She is filled with grief and goes to her neighbors begging them for medicine that will save her son, bring him back. One of the neighbors refers her to Buddha. She goes to him and begs him to save her son. Buddha instructs her to bring him some mustard seed, but there’s a catch to this. She must get her mustard seed only from a family where no son, daughter, father, or mother has died. The woman goes from house to house and they all had mustard seed, but she found no family that had not lost a loved one. Learning the grief of death is experienced by all, she takes her son into the forest and buries him. She then goes back to Buddha and he offers her some of his wisdom.
My aunt is in the hospital. I found out last night that she will not be coming to visit this week because she’s in so much pain. Now, the hospital. They admitted her today. She was in so much pain that there was no way they could give her morphine and send her home. It seems like her kidneys are shutting down too. She’s having trouble urinating and this has resulted in an infection. It’s only a matter of time before she gets called to be with her father and her beloved dog and many of the others who have passed before her. I don’t want her to suffer anymore. I want her to be in peace.
I wish they could take parts from me to use on her to make her better. I’m strong. I’m healthy. I can handle it. Take anything you want from me.
My aunt is my godmother. She is my other mother. She is a beautiful soul. She has a heart made of gold, sweetness, love, comfort, and generosity. She is not supposed to be taken from us…not just now…not this way. My children were supposed to know her.
I’ll find a way to keep her legend alive. I’ll find a way to keep her spirit alive for the future generations.
Right now, I’m the woman in the story with my mustard seed.
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I’m so sorry I wish her all the peace!!
Thinking of you and your Aunt xo
Yes, keep her memory alive to share with your offspring. I want my daughter to know lots about her relatives that have already passed, too.
Debbie, I am so sorry. I hope that she is free of pain and can move to a more peaceful state. I hope that you and your family find the comfort that you seek.
She wll live on in you and your family. the stories and the memories that you tell will be shared among all your kids. You also share the same blood and in a way she will live on.
Hugs!
I have all the confidence in the world that you will share stories about your aunt in a way that keeps her alive.
Sorry to hear that things have progressed this way; it sucks- plain & simple.
Oh, this was so touching.
I wish in my ramblings that I could offer words of comfort, I can only offer my shoulder. Your aunt will live on forever in memories and in your beautiful words about her. I wish her peace, and I wish you comfort.
XOXO Shonda
Haven’t thought of that story in a long time. It doesn’t seem right that there are ppl in our lives that are so strong, in every way. And then this disease comes.
I pray she has peace.
I’m so so sorry, I will keep you and her in my prayers.
My sincerest sympathies and most heartfelt thoughts and prayers to you and yours.
I hadn’t heard that mustard seed story before, but it is so very unforunately true. You’re in my thoughts and prayers. Call if you need me!
Deb,
I’ll always remember the last time I saw my aunt when she was in the hospital facing the same fate as your aunt. I remember that she was at peace and her thoughts were about us taking care of ourselves, each other and her only child, my cousin, who was only 25 when her mom and dad died (her father died 39 days before her mother). Keep her spirit alive by loving those who remain with you, as you do so well.
I’m thinking of you. Her spirit lives in you.
Sweetheart, my thoughts are with you. ((big hugs))
Wonderful post. It does seem, though, that some of us seem to lose a lot more than some others.
I am so sorry ((((hugs))))