When It Comes To Us

Sometimes it seems to me Death is the ultimate anti-climax. We live in expectation, but when it comes to us we’re no longer around to experience it, or what we do experience of it is gone in a heartbeat. On the way we pass through all kinds of emotions, from avoidance and denial to curiosity and conjecture, but in the end it’s one of those things we’ll never really know. Death of a friend or loved one, whether human or animal, is perhaps the life experience that cuts the deepest, and yet, when it comes to us who is there left to feel. And when we step through that door what is there left to feel? (for George - 1/20/23)