Sister, Dear Sister, Come Help me Die
A few days ago I received a phone call that Charles, my older brother, was in a Houston, Texas hospital and not expected to live. At his bedside, though he wasn’t fully aware, I told him family stories and massaged his head and held his hands and told him I loved him, that his entire family loved him, until he drew his final breath. I have just returned home.
Death is not the end
Death can never be the end.
Death is the road.
Life is the traveler.
The Soul is the Guide
Our mind thinks of death.
Our heart thinks of life
Our soul thinks of Immortality.
By: Sri Chinmoy
Thanks to each one of you for your condolences. I can’t answer you individually right now, but I want you to know how meaningful it is that you have taken the time to share your thoughts and your stories with me.
I leave tomorrow to be with my son Sean and his beautiful family in a house on a beach in Mexico to celebrate not only Christmas, but... gasp... my 80th birthday! No, I don’t look it, I say.
I hope you have a blessed and peaceful holiday.
Causes Pat Montandon Supports
PETA, Women for Women, Amnesty International, Children as the Peacemakers, Peace to The Planet