HOWEVER: When I was in college nights, back in the 1970's, I took a course on dying and death. It was a part of my psycology courses. We learned how important it is for patients to talk about their impending death, that it is just the opposite of what one might think, that they actually feel better and less burdened to be able to talk about it than to pretend that it will not happen. Some people feel the need to get it all settled in their minds and cannot peacefully let go until their hearts and minds are taking comfort in the promise of God, Heaven and a hereafter. If you have a loved one who has a terminal illness, I do, let them talk to you about their feelings on death and dying. You may be the only one that can assure them that God is there, that he is waiting and nothing more can happen to them. They already have been through all the pain and suffering. Everyone lives on in the hearts of those that love them. You remember every birthday, every Anniversary and special day that you have spent with them. You remember their touch, their smile, their being. Faith can be the saving Grace when facing a loss. God will get you through it, He will get the suffering one through it and will bring them home until you meet again.
I do not intend to be gloomy. I just feel that we can grieve in our own ways, even over the tiniest of God's creatures like my little squirrel baby. I was blessed to have the opportunity to help him and he died within a loving home, where a Grandmother like me loved caring for him.
And I know he watches me!♫