Small Miracles
My cat started giving birth to her kittens this morning. What a miraculous and wondrous process birth is. The two times we are equalled in this life are birth and death. Nothing else matters at those two points. It seems a shame to separate ourselves over trivial things between those two points.
Today I have thought about the rifts in my life and how I want to heal them. They will and time will pass.
Today I have thought about the rifts in my life and how I want to heal them. They will and time will pass.
posted by Footprint at 8:25 AM
6 Comments:
Small smiles, That is exactly what I have reading your post this afternoon. I experience death and you witness birth and we both ponder their mysteries.
CHRIS: They are but a circle to me. I deal with death very well actually. I don;t hide from it, i don't run from it. I make all the arrangements out of respect and then i say good bye.
I hope your grief does not outweigh the remembrance of your departed. For in your heart they will always live.
Thankyou
I prefer to celebrate and remember the time you have had with the person instead of regretting the time you won't have. Birth is miraculous and messy. I was blessed with being able to witness the birth of my best friend's child; whom, as it turns out, is also my god child. It's an incredible bond between myself and my girlfriend.
N: I can only imagine since I have only witnessed feline birth. I imagine the birth of a child would have such an effect.
scarey and amazing
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