Final Moment

[This article was posted in another social media platform.  However, I feel it is good for it to be part of 'The Blessed Life'.  The memory of him gives me the courage and strength to live.]

 

The Final Moment 

On Monday morning 6th February 2017, a very dear friend slipped away from me bidding goodbye to his cancer-ridden body.  He passed on and I watched at 10.50 am.  It took perhaps fifty minutes, the irreversible slide that moved him from life into death, me beside him, muted with acceptance and resignation.  

At 10 am that morning, when he held my hands, he told me that he knew his time had come.  It took a lot of effort for him, as he was very weak, to tell me.  It was his way to comfort me.  It was his love to allow me to be prepared.  He finally surrendered while I watched him slipped into his sleep, back to where he came from.

His passing was very peaceful.  His passing was expected.  His passing would leave a deep scare to those whom loved him as a soul.

That early morning of 6th February, he sensed it.  Though he was very weak and barely could talk, he told me he knew.  He was still mentally alert even at his last moment.  He knew his time was up.  He knew he had to cross over.  He knew it was time to bid the last farewell.

At the same time, I prayed.  I accepted and I surrendered.  I knew he did too.

Something made me to break the silence.  Something just made me to do it.  I told him that I loved him.  I told him that he had been a very good friend and a very good person.  I thanked him for the blessed friendship.  I asked him to forgive me for all our ups and downs.  I told him that I was sorry for all my mistakes.

I kissed his forehead.  A tear slipped from his eye and he took his final breath.  At that moment, he crossed the finish line with such immense peace and took a well-deserved rest.  But, I was devastated.  Something inside me died too.  My heart was incredibly heavy but it was peaceful to let him ended all his earthly pains.

I remembered telling myself, "And that's it!".  The chapter ended.  I lost and Heaven gained.

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I found this beautiful quotation from an unknown writer.   It reminds me to cherish life after the final moment, after we lost loved ones.

Quote:

They say that someone is never truly gone until you stop remembering them.  I think there is truth in this.  When you left this earth, a great part of me went missing.

But I think your left some of yourself behind for me to find.  When you left this earth, I gathered your things and held them close.  I closed my eyes for a moment, it felt like you were here with me again.

When you left this earth, I went through my pictures.  I studied your face harder than I ever have.  And, for a moment, those pictures brought you to life once more.

When you left this earth, I found as many reasons as I could to talk about you.  I tell stories about you.  And, for a moment, we are living in those memories again.

Every day, I find as many reasons as I can to remember you.  I find as many reasons I can to not let the rest of you leave this earth.  And, every day, it brings me peace to know that as long as I remember you, a part of you will always be here.

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