"Come on now. Pull yourself together. People die every day. Everybody's gonna die one day...even me. Now, pull it together. You wasn't that close to her anyhow. Life goes on. Now. Get it together and go in there and take that test and do your best."
That was my very first lesson about death. Those were the words my mother said to me the day my dad's mom died from breast cancer. I was in the 8th grade and was going to take an entrance exam to get into Cecilian Academy that morning when my mother got the call that "Nanny" had died. I just took it as she said because she was my mom and at that point whatever she said was it. So I went on and took the test and failed - (I didn't want to go to that school anyway), And just like my mom said, life continued to go on.
As we prepare to bury my father this Friday, these words come to mind again...some 30 years later.
And the journey continues......
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