| Mom's Memorial Service |
| Continued |
| And so the one fell into deepest dspair saying "if conception ends in birth, what is the purpose of life in the womb? It is meaningless! Maybe there is no mother after all?" "But there has to be," protested the other, "How else did we get here? How do we remain alive?" "Have you ever seen our mother?" asked the one. "Maybe she lives only in our minds. Maybe we made her up because the idea made us feel good." And so the last days of the womb were filled with deep questioning and fear. Finally, the moment of birth arrived. When the twins had passed from their world, they opened their eyes and cried for joy. For what they saw exceeded their fondest dreams. |
| Source Unknown, Perspectives on Death |
| Eulogy by Rita Ritch |
| We as human beings, are given the ability to make choices. These choices pave the road our lives will take. We are taught certain things and we are given certain gifts that help us make these choices. My cousin Dolly had the wonderful gift of compassion and always saw the best in all of us. At the young age of 24, Dolly made one of those important choces. She married Eddy. Eddy was one of the kindest and sweetest men I've ever known. Eddy lost his leg in an accident in the sercive. That isn't what Dolly saw. She saw the heart of a man who could not have loved her more. Last Christmas, Dolly told my daughter that Eddy was her hero, how badly she wanted to see him again. The questoin of being reunited with our loved ones is the hardest part of their passing. Our religion tells us we will be ruinited. So when someone dies, we come together to console each other. In our grief we gather at church to pray for strength in our faith. But our faith is blind and our loss is real. In our logical minds, the soul rising from the body is sometimes very hard to believe. I loved my cousin Dolly, I'm going to miss her laughter, I want to see her again. I'd like to share something that was sent to me when my mother died. The Parable Of The Twins Once upon a time, twin boys were conceived in the same womb. Weeks passed and the twins developed. As their awareness grew, they laughed for joy: "Isn't it great that we were conceived? Isn't it great to be alive?" Together the twins explored their world. When they found their mother's cord that gave them life they sang for joy. "How great is our mother's love that she shares her own life with us". As weeks stretched into months the twins noticed how each was changing. "What does it mean?" asked the one. "It means that our stay in this world is drawing to an end" said the other. "But I don't want to go" said the one. "I want to stay here always". We have no choice" said the other, "but maybe there is life after birth". "But how can there be?" responded the one. "We will shed our life cord and how is life possible without it? Besides, we have seen evidence that others were here before us and none of them have returned to tell us that there is life after birth. No this is the end." |