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|| Sunday, February 04, 2007 ||FORTY DAYS
Time flies, even when you're not having fun.
Today marked the 40th day of Pyro's passing. His family gathered again to pray over him, watch his video clips, talk about recent 'apparitions' and seek comfort from each other.
We still really miss him every day.
And though it's easier to sympathize and empathize with other people who have lost loved ones, it's also really hard. Because the pain usually comes unbidden all over again... and you become this mess of raw emotions again.
I've only recently realized how Py has blessed us another way.
By dying young, he couldn't subject us to family squabbles over properties. Sure, there were some debts that had to be paid off, but generally, his wake was not peopled by persons with hidden agenda.
He brought even strangers to our side.
He united us. He gave us cause to love.
Sure, all the natural negative backlash of emotions were there... but there was no gnashing of teeth by someone who felt he wasn't loved enough by him, or given much by him. There was no fighting over his will. There was no fighting over his body, or organs.
Py existed and made life more meaningful for us. That was the purpose he meant to serve. And may I just say, I don't think there's anyone alive who'd opine that he didn't do his job well.
"Here is the test to find whether your mission in life is finished:
If you're alive, it isn't."
~ Richard Bach