When one loses a family member it's sometimes difficult to understand at times why we lose them -sometimes at a very young age and other times at full life - but, I think I understand death now as I watched my mother, who was my support and my strength, wither away in front of my eyes and my grandmother, who quietly faded away into the sunset and infinity. These are my last moments with them! It will always be instilled in the back of my mind. With love to my mother and my grandmother.

Death is the inevitable end to one life and possibly the beginning of a new life – a life that is somewhere in this vast universe that is composed of millions of stars and galaxies that constantly multiply. We accept death in our own little way and find our peace within ourselves –an inner peace that we seem to be contented with. We, as the living, find it difficult to deal with death itself, but to those who are approaching death actually go within their inner peace and accept the rules of death. Grandmother, in her own little way, knew that she had reached that inevitable end. The last moments with her in the nursing home, which happened to be Thanksgiving Day, I leaned over for her to give me a kiss on the cheek and as she completed the kiss she muttered the words “save this kiss for me.” Grandmother passed away a few days later……………… On the death of a mother, one often has this void within themselves that never goes away no matter how much time has passed. Mother accepted her inevitable death with a dignity that is sometimes difficult to understand. Although she knew her death was coming, she took the task upon herself to plan her funeral. She reached her inner peace two days before she died and I feel she carried that peace with her. She wanted me to go forward with my life. Mother passed away a week later…………………………….“The true st end of life is to know that life never ends.”