I know that change is difficult but it is possible. I keep thinking that I will do something tomorrow and then tomorrow comes and I can’t remember what it was I said that I was going to do, so I end up doing something else. For example, this collection of thoughts is years in the making. There were days that I was just too afraid to write about what I was dealing with, so I would put it off for another day. Then at the end of the day I realize what I was supposed to be doing. So then one day becomes two just like that. It is similar to standing on the sideline waiting for your turn at jump rope. I would make all the movements to jump in but kept waiting for the best time to jump in. Does anyone else know what that feels like?
What I have learned about death is that every experience brought with it a new set of emotions in a different way. Sometimes it brought loneliness, other times it brought joy. Sometimes it brought sadness, other times it brought peace. Sometimes nothing came and that is when I hear the voice. The voice reminded me that for everything there is a season. A time to be born and a time to die. It is in this time of nothingness that I am finally able to accept the passing and have the ceremonial burial in my spirit.
Reflections What I Know to Be True will take you on a journey that you will want to share with your spouse, sisters and friends. Jema has a unique way of telling a story that will allow you to see yourself in it and to grow from it.
