Death is a friend of mine, one I feel a kinship to. My sister & I often refer to ourselves as Death Doulas or Spiritual Midwives to the Dying. It is a special honor to be present at someones Death. Just like birth people cannot pretend to be something or someone they are not when sitting in the presence of such life altering energy. I have no fear of Death, yet like everyone else I do mourn.
I will miss my Aunts laughter, in fact I have missed my Aunts laughter for some time already as she has struggled to find it these last few months. Sheila was a wild soul, one that was not completely tame. She loved fast cars…she really, really loved fast cars. In fact many of my memories of her involved vehicles. No matter what she was driving she drove it like a sports car…seat pushed back and pedal to the metal. She was only 7 years older then me so in many ways she was more like a big sister. Including having to grudgingly bring me along with her & her friends when we were children. She also loved cats in a serious way. Yesterday we all laughed that instead of a balloon launch, a release of 50 or so cats to the wild would be more appropriate…only then we had to retell the story, for Sheila would prefer that we took in 50 cats giving them homes and good food. But the thing she loved most was her daughter Morgan. She struggled to get pregnant & when she finally did there was nothing in this world that ever made her happier. Morgan was the center of her world & I have no doubt will be the center of her protection and love from the Spirit world. In fact within moments of her passing, Sheila was telling me “You need to let Morgan know I am OK”. I actually waited a few moments before telling Morgan this as Sheila had not technically been declared Dead yet.
Like Birth, Death is hard to predict. You can have a general round about idea that it is coming…but the exact moment and how it will arrive is a hard one. Morgan contacted us the night before letting us know that Sheila was in the hospital and the staff did not think it looked good. Her lungs had stopped working properly and she had gotten Pneumonia. Sheila had a DNR & did not want to be resuscitated should the need arrive. *I highly recommend DNR’s to any and all people who are suffering from a terminal illness. It guarantees that your wishes surrounding Death be carried out even if you are unable to speak them when your time arrives. It also gives peace of mind to your family, as they know they are doing what you would have wanted. Death is an emotional thing & it truly is helpful to be prepared. I know it was helpful to our family to know that we were following Sheilas wishes at the time of her crossing.* After hearing from Morgan I checked in with my Dad, surprised that I had not heard from him yet. He told me that her time was close, but it was not yet necessary to head to the hospital quite yet. Sandy & I waited until morning then headed overafter talking to Morgan, & our Ancestors.