Just say it.
I've just visited a very close girlfriend who is dying. She was unconscious, breathing heavily. The hospital staff said that they thought that it would be only a matter of hours.
I sat next to her, not knowing if she could hear anything. I wanted to say stuff based on my Buddhist beliefs, but I was scared to, in case it conflicted with her Christian ones. I caught the absurdity of my reluctance. What does it matter what one believes and says, as long as it comes from the heart!
I kissed her hand and, through my tears, said that I had loved her in our past lives, love her in this one and would love her again in future lives.
Suddenly she opened her eyes. She tried to focus on me for a few seconds but then slipped back.
She'd heard.
We're complete.
I sat next to her, not knowing if she could hear anything. I wanted to say stuff based on my Buddhist beliefs, but I was scared to, in case it conflicted with her Christian ones. I caught the absurdity of my reluctance. What does it matter what one believes and says, as long as it comes from the heart!
I kissed her hand and, through my tears, said that I had loved her in our past lives, love her in this one and would love her again in future lives.
Suddenly she opened her eyes. She tried to focus on me for a few seconds but then slipped back.
She'd heard.
We're complete.




1 Comments:
At 8:03 AM, June 09, 2006, stephen lawley said…
great moving story.
excellent.
that poor old estate agent...
great stuff.
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