Mortality brings us closer;
It isn’t easy, living, being human,
Being a part of the bigger scheme of things
that we never get to know or fully understand
Until that moment when our mortality rears
its ugly head
and lets us in on the secret
we’ve forever waited to understand.

I’ll miss her now,
now she’s gone.
The last remaining matriarch,
Until the next takes her place.

Family ties are hard to tear apart
Harder still to leave behind
They can be pushed aside
They can be left behind,
But they can never be untied.

Those ties are what bind us to the past.

And what steers us into a future
either by example
or by denial.

Do we want to follow in their footsteps? Or not?
That choice is very real.

And whether we choose to follow or not
has no regard for the fact that ties of family are what bind us
into this future,
into this past,
into the ever-present now that is spirit
that is grace
that is truth.

I’ll miss her,
selfish though it is.

But she is freed from the life I’d never want to live.

But what can we do?
Say goodbye and move on….
and never forget the love that is the family tie