How has a death put your life in perspective?
Doris Good After losing 2 brothers and both parents in 7 years, their deaths taught me the preciousness of remembering. I have no one to call and say “remember when” with. I realize that I have to reinvent myself because I no longer live the rolls of Bill and Terry’s Sister or Bill and Doris Jean’s daughter. I didn’t know how much of me was a part of those relationships. Now I have rememberances, rituals to satisfy the need to say “remember when we….”. It taught me that the silence of sending balloons to my departed and visualizing them taking the balloons up to the heavens can be a very soothing and satisfying moment of peace and rememberance.