Wednesday, 22 February 2012
And then there was One
Intimations of mortality abound and yet for some reason, we all assume we are immune from the inevitable, and seem to feel it will always be someone else's turn not ours.
True, every human being at some time or another will experience illness or accident severe enough to give us pause and yet there is still this assumption that we are exempt from the rule which affects the rest.
My middle brother lost his wife to cancer back in 1993 - one down, 7 to go.
For a long time after that we retained our 'immunity' and nothing seemed too threatening, Then my husband died - two down, 6 to go.
That was two and a half years ago, and yesterday my eldest brother's wife died - three down, five to go.
Suddenly it seems we are losing our immunity, death's winged chariot and all that.
True my brother's wife had been far from well for a great number of years, but that too,becomes 'the norm' after a while, and somehow one loses sight of the usual end to a downward spiralling life.
While it is true to say we all expected this latest outcome it still has the power to stop you in your tracks and force you to reflect on the brutality of the end of life.
For those fortunate enough to have a strong faith there is always hope that this is not the end but just the journey taking a different route. For me, still struggling with my faith, the jury is still out.
May she rest in peace and rise in glory.