A video of my friend, Alan, just came across my screen. A video from about a year ago, in which he was dancing at a coffee shop with a group of girls in a form of photo bomb.
I loved it!
He looked happy. Joyful. Into it.
I don’t think it was like him to be so extroverted with strangers. But that day he was.
My friend died about 10 months later.
At the time the video was taken he knew he was terminally ill and the only question was “how long.” Times of terrible pain and confusion were yet to come.
Now, I’m not going to say that he embraced the idea of transitioning. That’s a bridge too far for most of us, and I think it was for him, too. He didn’t want to go.
But in that moment of joy, that moment of exuberance in the coffeeshop, Alan was fully present. And fully alive.
And in that moment, he taught me to choose life, in all its messy glory.
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So sorry to hear about your friend but glad he had some joyous moments.
Yes, that particular moment was awesome.
Happy. Joyful. That is life.
This made me tear up. Especially since I read it on the one year anniversary of my mom’s passing. Thank you for this. I needed to read it today.
Oh, Lauren, I am so glad it touched you.
So poignant. I’m not sure any of us are ready, but I want to believe only love and beauty awaits.
I think about this a lot, probably more than many. It’s what I think, too.
Those moments. Those precious, precious moments that we hold tight to. That remind us that living is the most important thing we do!
It’s all about living, right?
Beautiful, Carol. Thank you, my friend. I watch this video often…
Your husband continues to inspire. xoxo