Observations From A Funeral – Reason, Season, Lifetime

I went to Bob’s funeral the other day.  It was unlike any other I’ve gone to before.  Perhaps because I’m older, it was the best experience at a funeral yet.  These are my observations.  Enjoy.

1. Celebration of Life – This was a celebration of Life.  I’ve been to celebrations of Life before but this felt so much more celebratory that I was in awe and inspired that hopefully I could touch lives just by living and being out there as I traverse the road further.

2.  Mixed Emotions – As much as this was a celebratory, it was also sad.  I found myself reflecting on losing family, friends, loved ones, my girlfriend (& our cat), and well, I got a bit teary eyed.  Life’s pretty sad. And that’s okay.

3. Teachable Moments – Writing the card to Bob’s next of kin, his sister and her husband, was huge for me.  I met Bob early on in working at HOT and at the time, I was finding a way to be at peace with how I looked (long hair and quite visible tattoos) and well, I work in opera, so I wasn’t sure how I’d be received.  So I wore long-sleeves, even though I started in the Summer, in Hawaii, or brought a jacket (I repeat: in the Summer, in Hawaii) to cover the sleeves of art that live on my skin. Well, one day, I ran into Bob, at the tattoo convention, and he thought my ink was the coolest thing in the world.  I shared that story in the card because it was just one of many steps, albeit a pretty important one, that I’ve taken to live and love myself, my flaws, how I appear, etc. in light of being who I am, really am, what I resonate and connect with, and I didn’t realize until he was gone, that Bob played an important role in helping me with that and another slant on acceptance, that I’m tasked with allowing in my life.

Thanks Bob!  May you rest in peace.  Raid Heaven’s kitchen!

And wherever you are in the ether, know that you touched so many lives in an abundance of ways, that have helped Human+Beings from all across the world, be a bit better than they were before you showed up in there lives.

Reason, Season, Lifetime

People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. 

When you figure out which one it is,

you will know what to do for each person.

When someone is in your life for a REASON,

it is usually to meet a need you have expressed.

They have come to assist you through a difficulty;

to provide you with guidance and support;

to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually.

They may seem like a godsend, and they are.

They are there for the reason you need them to be.

Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time,

this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.

Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away.

Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.

What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled; their work is done.

The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.

Some people come into your life for a SEASON,

because your turn has come to share, grow or learn.

They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh.

They may teach you something you have never done.

They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy.

Believe it. It is real. But only for a season.

LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons;

things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation.

Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person,

and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life.

It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.

— Unknown

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