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January 21, 2009

DOES IT HURT TO DIE?

Filed under: The Uncategorized Parts of my life blog — admin @ 7:15 pm

Today was Mitchell Crams wake back in Carleton Place.He was 23 years old and a friend of my sons.I remember these kids when they were but wee peapods shuffling down the ice wobbling onĀ  their sometimes too big hockey skates.It feels like yesterday.

Mitch Cram died last Friday night at the age of 23.Driving alone on the Ashton back road he hit black ice and rolled three times and was thrown out of the car.Today Wednesday,it is almost a week later and I cannot stop thinking about it.Thinking what every mother would think.It could have been my son.Instead it is Ed and Sandra’s son and I would give anything to give them their son back.Anything to give Cassandra her boyfriend back.Anything to give Jonathan, Adrian and Nicholas their brother back.But I can’t and I mourn for their loss 3000 miles away.

My friend Maureen went to see them the other night and she felt the same way.Her son Daniel like me was looking at the picture of his car on the internet and was wondering if it hurt to die.Did his friend Mitch suffer in the accident? All he could think about, like me, was that he did not want Mitch to be in pain and have to die in the cold and the snow alone.

Not all deaths are painful except for those of us that are left behind to deal with the loss and that is more emotional pain, real enough but not deadly. Try to remember that pain usually sets in hours after the trauma of injury and gets more painful before it gets better. There have even been people who did not know they had been shot until it was pointed out to them.I can contest to that living in the hood..:)The shock of seeing the wound, blood, etc, is so surprising that once noticed the pain sets in immediately. Strange the way the brain works. Death, in and of itself, isn’t painful, its the injury that brings about death that hurts.

It didn’t hurt to be born (well as a mom I can argue that one) so I do not think it hurts to die.I am trying to reasure myself Mitch did not feel any pain.I just know he was scooped up by angels and he is all looking down at us now from heaven,telling us all not to be sad.I know that is so cliche,but I can bet my bottom dollar he is.

God rest his soul and prayers for his family.

Linda

January 7, 2009

Move over Jimmy,I found my haze and it is pink

Filed under: Sewing Patterns of My Life Blog — Savannah @ 9:49 pm
MOVE OVER JIMMY I FOUND MY HAZE AND ITS PINK
For 2009 I wanted nothing more than a drama free life. I think they honestly should have staked a bet in Vegas for this wish I wanted.I think it lasted just a tad past 26.5 hours.

It has been raining,it has been bitterly cold and I was having a hard time finding stuff to sell.The cart finally died and the three wheels left spinning out of four became two.A few irate customers were angry that their Cd’s were a few days late as the USPS had bad weather to contend with,but eventually did show up of course.I wish people would understand if I could possible move my tired menopausal body all over America like Wonder Woman to personally deliver this stuff I would.I mean I would give anything to do that.Bottom line is I have to depend on the postal service to get it there.Plus ,I think my days of wearing a Wonder Woman costume are over.:)

As the days progressed,some friends became sick,some have broken hearts,some are being layed off.I being, Linda,take everything on personally.That is the way I am and I will die this way.I, unlike Clark Gable give a darn.A BIG darn.

Every day seemed to get worse.Things kept piling on top of each other and I was just beside myself.

Until today.

I found hope today.

I found the same hope Charlie Brown did in Charlie Brown’s Christmas.I kid you not.

One of my friends had told me her daughter had always wanted a hot pink Christmas tree .She had found lights on sale at Walgreen’s and said that would have to do.

This morning pushing my cart up to the Post Office I saw this bright thing glistening in the sun on the edge of the sidewalk.It couldn’t be,but it was.
There standing in one of the first sunny day we have had was a 36 inch brand new tinsel hot pink Christmas tree that some one had thrown out.The garbage men were coming towards me fast so I grabbed it and stuck it in my cart quickly.I mean what are the chances of this happening? More odds than having a drama free 2009? I think so.

I had to go downtown and to the city so it meant I had to haul it around all day.No problem it made me smile.It made other people smile seeing it stick out of the cart bag.It was almost like God was playing a little practical joke on me.Like “cmon cheer up,other people are worse off than you”.Smile why don’t ya??? I realize we all don’t agree on higher powers and whatever you believe in you just go for it ,that makes me happy.But, myself ,personally I believe it came from my higher power ,God. He has done all sorts of amazing things so why not ship down a pink Christmas tree to cheer me up and maybe make my friend smile ?

I swear the minute I saw that Christmas tree my mood changed.

Things are really tough out there now.People are hurting and just do not know what to do anymore.We need to believe things will get better.My inspiration was a hot pink Christmas tree today.All I could think of was Linus talking about Charlie Browns poor little tree..

Linus:
“I never thought it was such a bad little tree.” (wrapping his blanket around the base of the trunk)
“It’s not bad at all, really. Maybe it just needs a little love. ”

And that is all I needed today was just a little love..Pass it on.

Linda Seccaspina
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