I've been debating about writing today's post for the past couple of days. It doesn't have much to do with me at all, but in a way...it sorta does. This past weekend one of my family's welcomed a new baby and another one of my family's almost lost one of it's adult members. With these two events, it got me thinking about the circle of life...or at least how the circle of life is supposed to be.
Birth and Death. They are two opposite, naturally occurring events. If you are born, one day you will die. Birth is a celebration while death is usually a time of sorrow.
On Friday, February 13th my sister-in-law gave birth to her second child, Isaac Edward. And on Sunday, February 15th we were told my paternal uncle would most likely not make it through the night. My sister-in-law and her husband battled infertility issues with both of her children and my uncle has been battling cancer since last summer. Both battles are difficult ones. With infertility you are fighting to be able to create a life and with cancer you are fighting to stay alive. With either battle family members and friends don't really know how to support you. People say stupid things. They say things they think are helpful but aren't most of the time. I guess that's part of the reason I struggled with rather or not I should even write about this today....because I haven't been in either of their shoes and they haven't been in mine. My thoughts are only an outsiders interpretation.
But as I have thought about this past week's events and thought about both birth and death, I started to realize how similar both events really are for most people. My nephew was greeted by his mother and father when he entered the world. And when my uncle dies (because even if it's not this week, next week, next month, or next year....he will eventually die because we all do) he will be greeted by his mother and his Heavenly father when he enters into Heaven. That is the ultimate dream, isn't it? To feel your mother's embrace when you are born, and then to feel your mother's embrace again when you pass over into Heaven? This is how it is supposed to be in the circle of life. You're parents give you life and show you how to navigate the world around you, and they are supposed to die before you so they can show you life on the other side when you join them.
There are so many people around the world whose circle of life is broken. They have children they were never able to give birth to because of miscarriage and stillbirth. They have children who passed before them due to childhood illnesses, suicide, tragic accidents, addictions, and deadly diseases in adulthood. My circle of life was broken 6 years and 353 days ago. My children had no mother to embrace them into the Heaven, but it will be the first thing that I do when I do make it there.
Where was I going with all of this? I guess just that I hope my uncle can find some comfort in knowing that when his time is done here on this Earth, his mother is waiting on the other side to swoop him up into her arms just as she did the day he was born. He is still hanging on but doesn't look well at all. And if I know my grandmother at all, she will give him a sign when it's time to let go and join her in his forever home.
So this week instead of asking for prayers for me and Baby M, I am asking for prayers for my uncle, his wife, his children, and his grandchildren. I pray that either a miracle would happen and my uncle would be cured from his cancer which is throughout his entire body, or I pray that his pain and suffering would be taken away from him and that his family would have peace in knowing he fought as hard and as long as he could and that he will be healed when he gets to where he is going.
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