Was reading someone else's blog about attending a wake of someone who had committed suicide... reminded me of when I heard similar news regarding a senior...
and then I suddenly thought of what I read in the book titled "Tuesdays with Morrie" by Mitch Albom... the story is a very simple and inspiring one about Morrie's experiences in dealing with the incurable disease eating him up day by day...
and I remembered this chapter... where the author talked about Morrie holding a "funeral" while he was still alive... he did this because he had attended the funeral of a friend... As he listened to the deceased's friends and relative speak fondly about him while he was still alive, he thought it was such a pity that his friend would never hear or know that he was so loved by those around him... and because Morrie didn't want to die not hearing all these valuable words, because he didn't want those around him to regret not having said the things they meant to say all along but they never did simply because they were too late, he held one while he was alive...
And in that small cosy session, friends and relatives gathered to share their eulogies of Morrie... they said all they had meant to so there was no regret.. and Morrie heard all of these and was able to enjoy the love and friendship while he was alive so there was no regret...
too often... we are often guilty of falling into the trap... of not saying what we really want to say to those around us... I'm guilty of that also...
I guess it really is hard... but I guess that's also why when it is said, it's really really precious...
just a sudden thought...
