Tonight, as I sit here thinking about death and how it has again touched our family. Today, Oma lost a grandson, I lost a nephew, Debbie lost a son-in-law, Lauri lost a husband. Death seems to be right around the corner for our family lately, and I am ready for it to stop. When we heard that Mark was in a coma, Oma and I started talking about all the people that we have loved and lost - both family and friends. Oma kept saying "she lost so and so" and I told her all my life I have heard this term and never really understood it. To me, the word lost means that you misplaced something - eg, I lost my keys. It implies that you will find whatever it is that you lost, eventually. When you use that saying in the context of death you sound like you are going to find that person again someday. I know, in heaven we all shall meet again but only God knows when that will be. So, why do you say "I lost my brother today" shouldn't you say that your brother passed away or my brother died today. Lost just seems like it doesn't sound right in this context.
Anyway, AZ Fines - you are in our prayers during this difficult time. He went way to early but take comfort in knowing that several people will live on with a part of Mark, he is living through others.
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Thank You. When Lauri had her surgery Mark told me that he wasn't afraid of death. Told me never be afraid of death, Heaven was much to beautiful to fear.
Sadly, for us, he sought it's beauty at 41. We wanted many more years from him. Not to be. Life will go on and one day (hopefully many years from now) we will find all our "lost" loved ones.
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