I post this reminder with mixed emotions. I post it for those who died and for all those left behind to suffer their loss with broken hearts. They really are the ones we need to remember! I also dislike at the same time, the hard cold fact these wonderful beings lost their lives because others created war to profit from. Innocent lives have no value to them. Could we not honor these good people better by using our collective energies to end war and remove the people from office that have committed these crimes?
I have said it before and I will say it again and keep on saying it: It is time to begin to celebrate LIFE and not the sadness of death. We could go out and plant a tree for our loved ones lost and help the planet at the same time. A family gathering with their favorite foods and laughter is a far better way of remembering them than standing at a grave in the cold November wind. They are not there in the ground! Their spirits have long since departed and they now have begun to live a new life yet again. We never die! We are recycled like the Autumn leaves. We are programmed constantly that death is the end and we must mourn, to keep us in perpetual sadness. Try spending November 11th thinking about all the wonderful things your loved one did with their life as well as yours. Remember the joy and life of your loved one, not the sadness and then you will sincerely be honoring those who have moved on. God Bless them all and much love!
A poem by Mary Elizabeth Frye
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
Blessings to all those we have lost,