I find it very difficult to let a friend or beloved go into that country of no return. I answer the heroic question, "Death where is thy sting?" with "It is here in my heart, and my mind, and my memories."
I find relief from the questions only when I concede that I am not obliged to know everything. I remind myself it is sufficient to know what I know, and what I know may not always be true.
When I find myself filling with rage over the loss of a beloved, I try as soon as possible to remember that my concerns and questions should be focused on what I have learned and what I have yet to learn from my departed love. What legacy was left that can help me in the art of living a good life?Did I learn to be kinder,
To be more patient,
And more generous,
More ready to laugh,
And more easy to accept honest tears?
If I accept those legacies of my departed beloveds,
I am able to say,
Thank You to them for their love
and Thank You to God for their lives.
~ Maya Angelou,
Letter To My Daughter