Today is the day that we bury my dad next to my mother. They rest on their side of the pink granite family gravestone; my grandparents (Dad’s parents) rest on the other side. I remember each burial; first my grandmother, then my grandfather, my mother next, and now my dad.
It is a formality we keep, even though we know that their living souls are in Heaven. Since I was a child I believed this, and I do now. Imagine the sheer beauty of one human soul with all its complexities, thoughts, loves, talents, abilities! Whether we live one day or a hundred years, why should such a magnificent thing as a human soul turn to nothing?
Our bodies are the temporary homes of our eternal souls. It may be that we have lived many lives in different bodies over time. It may be that this life is our first time on Earth. Either way, we are here to learn and progress and use the gifts we have been given.
Have you ever met someone and had an instant connection with them? It could be that you have known each other in different lives. Same with meeting someone and feeling that, for no special reason, you don’t like them.
Mom and Dad and I often talked about soul recognition, life after death, and living many lives on earth. They always said that they had been together in many lives; learning in each life what they didn’t know in past lives. We used to laugh together and say that our present lives were “school,” but Heaven was home.
These rituals of life and death that we observe are our ways of honoring those who have gone on before us. While we will miss their physical presence, the abiding love they had for us on earth never leaves us.
As sad as I feel today in missing my dad as well as my mom, I can still hear their voices in my mind. I know that where they are now they can see all the delicate strands of purpose that helped them to find each other again in this life.
When it is my time to leave this earth, I hope that I will know all things I have questioned all my life. I believe with all my heart that I will see all my relatives and friends, and that my arms will be wide open to hug my parents once again.
The truth beyond this temporary pain of today is that love lives on forever.