Something I need to get out…

*Disclaimer*   There are some thoughts that I have to get down. I apologize that they aren’t firearm related. This post is more therapy for me than of anything else.

Some of you know that my dad isn’t doing too well. Actually it’s worse than that. He has kidney cancer with spots on other organs. He has a few months left, but that’s it. My family spent last weekend with my parents. At 86 years old he still had a lesson to teach.

  • Death is something that comes to all of us. But there are reasons for every part of it. Many ask themselves why old age has to suck so much. Why can’t we pass from this world with all our faculties in tact? The truth of that is that it isn’t about us…it’s about those we leave behind. It gives them a chance to grow closer to you by serving you. It’s God’s way of giving the family plenty of time to say goodby.
  • For those of us left behind, there are two ways we can take death. We can celebrate the remaining life inside the warrior that resides in every man…or we can do the selfish thing. Most choose the selfish route. What is the selfish path, you ask? I’ve noticed, even among my own family, morning the death before it even happens.
  • Once death occurs everyone morns. It’s natural and right. Many take it to the selfish level. They morn their own loss and forget about the actual death. It becomes all about them.
  • The Vikings had a better view of funerals than has existed in centuries. Everyone will morn their personal loss to a point but don’t let that interfere with the celebration of their life, their accomplishments, and everything in between that made them great.
  • The people that leave us have a bitter sweet reunion with their ancestors. Their parents and grandparents await them. They will also morn the pain of those left behind. They know that their children will suffer the loss of the parent. Being a parent myself I can only imagine what it would feel like for my little ones to morn the loss of me. The desire to somehow return to comfort their tears but know that it isn’t possible.

Death can not be escaped but our attitude toward it can change. It will always be hard, it will always be painful. We can make it a time to teach our children more about the person by giving them heroes. We’ve all heard stories about our grandparents. We need to hear more. Let our children hear the great accomplishments of their forefathers. Make their death a time for glorifying their life and cheering their ability to reunite with their loved ones. Instead of only being a time of weeping and waling it can be a bitter sweet time of celebrating a great life.

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5 responses to “Something I need to get out…

  1. Ragnar

    Gundoc,
    No truer statement has ever been said. Sorry to hear about your dad. Hear is stories so you can pass them on to the future members of your family.

  2. I’m sorry to hear about your dad, but you have the right attitude about it, in my opinion. It took me a long time to develop the outlook you now have: celebrate their lives by reminiscing about the times you’ve had with them, and keep them alive in your heart by having their stories and wisdom ready to pass on to new generations. Instill that outlook in your children, it will help them make their way through life.

  3. s

    A truly noble view of how to celebrate life in the face of death. Sorry to learn about you dad’s plight. Celebrate his life with him before he heads into the sunset. It will, if nothing else, comfort him.

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