Yesterday my sweet stepmom Jane passed away. It had been almost a year with leukemia. I will forever be thankful for the lessons I have learned through her last year of life and her death. When she was dying, without our knowledge my brother and I were happily talking on the phone while watching the Giants parade. My phone beeped but I didnt switch over. When I was done talking to Mario I listened to a message from My uncle telling me she had just passed. This is what I have learned. There is beauty in death. There is room for both joy and sadness simultaneously. As I was laughing with my brother she passed and there can be nothing bad about that. It is pure love and pure beauty. I will miss her big smile and our shared sense of humor. But not really, right? Because all these connections I have continue. We still took the girls out for Halloween and I admired her choice of days to leave. I imagined her swimming with all the other spirits...free. I walked in the crisp night rain and watched the light in my childrens smiles and I was happy. I walked and cleansed myself of all the tears I had shed that day. And today we all gathered to watch my niece Valentina dance at a day of the dead celebration. A family together remember sweet Jane.
Posted on: Sun, 02 Nov 2014 00:43:12 +0000
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