Death has no manners.
It comes and goes as it pleases, pushing into people’s lives when it has an inclination. Death has no regard for families, friends, young or old.
It shoves its way in at every chance when we least expect it.
What’s our response? Is it shock, anger or grief, or maybe all three?
A terrible shooting occurred in Las Vegas.
There is no good way to die.
I lost my son suddenly. A friend of mine lost her young daughter to cancer. Once we discussed this issue and decided that both ways had their pluses and minuses. Crazy huh, knowing the end result delivered the same pain.
What I have learned is that there is no special age in which we die. I have learned that we humans come here guided by our inner spirits and know when we have completed our lessons. And, I have learned that the greatest learning comes to those who are left behind.