Yesterday would have been my dad’s 93rd birthday; I wished him a happy birthday and hoped he was enjoying it with my mother.
I like to think that my mom and dad, my grandparents, my aunts and uncles, my friends and pets who once graced my life; are all happy. Our family has always viewed death as the next ‘transition.’ Whether or not you believe in reincarnation or life after death, we won’t know ourselves until our own time comes.
Because of the family I came from, I find I don’t worry too much about death. When we had those short precious days with Dad living with us, we talked about it a lot. When asked what he thought that the next “transition” would be like, Dad would always say, “it’s love; all love.”
I think he’s right. Of course, we won’t know the truth until we too pass over to the other side; but speaking just for me, I think it’s all love, too.
Enjoy your 93rd, Dad. I love you.