I hereby proclaim 2011 The Year of Death. The Grim Reaper has struck again.
I friend just told me that she has lost 25 friends and family members this year. It's only August. I haven't counted how many in my life have gone in the last 7 1/2 months.
Today, an 80 year old friend of a friend found her 24 year old grandson dead in the bathroom. He had fallen and hit his head. Besides my friend, he was the only person she really had in her life who was there for her. Twenty-four years old. A young promising life. That's the age of my youngest son. Can you imagine?
My 14 year old kitty might be dying. She's lost half of her body weight...I'm feeding her extra well and giving her kitty supplements but...
I've mentioned all the other death, dying, grief, letting go issues that I currently have going on in my life. Death is definitely my Rite of Passage this year, and the theme of Burning Man 2011. It will most definitely be my ritual focus.
Fuck you death. I never thought I feared you before. You got a grip on me. I bow to your power. All hail the Grim Reaper. Scary bastard.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
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I have kept coming back to this since you posted it. As Samhain approaches, it seems more and more important. Thank you.
And, I wish you a blessed Samhain, however you celebrate it.
Thanks Pagan. I'll have a grim reaper face as part of my Halloween/Samhain celebrations. And a blessed Samhain to you.
I saw on Facebook that your mother has died. Please accept my condolences and what ever emotional support I can offer from afar.
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