Yesterday morning brought news of the death of someone known to us — the dad of our co-editor and a family friend for decades.
Death is a sobering topic — one which I did not expect to write about so soon here. Since I am, though, I would like to mention a situation experienced by many and a hope which brings comfort.
For some and their family members, death could actually be viewed as something freeing. Death could come as a release and relief for those experiencing suffering to the extent that they are no longer capable of enjoying a feasible quality of life. In that sense, death might be something which is liberating and looked forward to when all hope for an improvement in a person's condition has faded away. Sometimes it is time to let go.
This brings us to the question of what comes after death. Some people say heaven or hell. Others say reincarnation, not necessarily the traditional sense but with a modern interpretation, like Andy Weir's 'The Egg' story or Dr. Robert Lanza's continuation of life hypothesis called 'Biocentrism'. On the other end of the spectrum, nihilists say there is absolutely nothing, which can either be absolutely depressing or comforting depending on how it is viewed.
Being an optimist with a positive outlook, a happy outcome is the one which makes the most sense to me. For me, any afterlife simply put would be a greater reflection of the beauty which we see in our daily lives, and such a life is one which I look forward to.
They say funerals are for the living rather than the dead and there is some truth to that. We say goodbye to the person, bid them farewell tearily, and try to move on after, turning to a new page and starting a new chapter in life. But feelings do not go away that easily. We often lie after and say that we are okay whenever people ask us if we are even if we are not. And that is perfectly fine. We need time to heal and it is not something that we have to feel sorry about. The important point is that the reason why we feel that way is because the one that we lost created a strong bond with us and it is something to be thankful for. They lived, they laughed, they loved, and they made a difference in our lives as well as those of others which is the ultimate thing to keep in mind.
This post is dedicated to Mr. A. John David (11 August 1959 - 9 July 2021), a loving husband, father, and friend who would be greatly missed and fondly remembered.