Hello, Everyone! I hope this finds you doing well. Happy Monday!
If you have lost someone you loved, then you know all about the anniversaries of those who have passed on. They can be hard. Yesterday was a tough day in some ways. I thought of how ten years ago was my brother’s last living day on the planet. I felt the sadness in knowing that by the next morning Griffen would be in human form no more. As I processed those emotions, a different feeling arrived. Joy. I made up my mind that I would focus on the good and would not let one moment in time be the most defining one.
So, today I am celebrating the ten year anniversary of as one of my friends put it, “Griffen’s graduation into Heaven.” I’m not sad today. I’m grateful and joyful for the twenty wonderful years that we had him. I’m celebrating because I know that his Spirit is alive and well and will never die. He speaks to me often and reminds me always that the bonds of love can never be broken – not even by death.
Griffen and I were so much alike. We wanted everyone to be happy and couldn’t understand it when they were not. We worried obsessively about things we had no control over. We shared a sensitivity to most everything and desired to know more than just the world that was staring in front of us. We knew there was life after death and talked about it quite often.
Christmas! It was magical to us. Life was magical to us!
We saw God in sunsets, the ocean and shared a love of wanting to make the most of our lives. Each of us carried heavy hearts at times, but few would ever know because it was hidden deeply beneath our smiles. I still have a heart-shaped scar from a bike crash that he and I were involved in, and I smile every time I look at it. How fitting that a collision involving him would leave a heart-shaped scar. He had a piece of my heart from the moment that I first held him in my arms.
I loved every trait that we shared — especially the way we loved. We loved with our whole hearts and then some. We loved each other, animals, and others. The loving each other and animals is easy. It’s the others part that can be a challenge at times.
Here is the thing — how we treat others can be the difference between life and death. Griffen will always be my reminder to be kind and show love no matter what. It doesn’t mean that we have to be a doormat, but it does mean that we think about how we act. We hold light and life in the palms of our hands.
When you lose someone, life changes. You get to decide what you do with life after death. I promised my boy a long time ago that I would live this life of mine to the fullest and that since he was so short, I would live it enough for the both of us. There is nothing in this world that could keep me from honoring the promise that I made.
Death is and ending and a beginning. Griffen’s passing was the start of a new life for him and me.
Be happy today. If you woke this morning, you got another chance to live.
Lots of love and light to you from Griffen and me!