Easter is for dreams of Love’s victory.

Why do people worry when you speak, fantasise. or write about wanting to die. Easter, of all times of the year, is a time surely when it is permissible to want to die. Christ’s resurrection gave us all something to look forward to, our own resurrection. The very thought should make you “feel good” and may also give an “atmosphere of growth” to your life, a way out of grief, because the future seems bright. The ad for ‘The Kennedys: After Camelot’ (an American television drama) has Jackie asking a priest if it is wrong to pray for death. I would answer that no it isn’t wrong; Simeon did it and even Christ asked for this cup to be taken from him. Speaking, fantasising or writing about wanting to die DOES NOT mean you are about to commit suicide. I have a 95 year old friend who lost her special love a few years ago, who wants to join him in heaven and finds talking about this very comforting. I am sure she will not commit suicide. She has medical problems and has signed a ‘No Heroic Measures’ document but that is as far as she will go. She is happy but, like me sometimes melancholy.  She has great grand children and would never do anything to hurt them. I too would never do anything to hurt my grandchildren. Pat would not allow me to hurt them. Please let us have our dreams of reunion with our loved ones; we need them to handle our grief.

About thebows99krug

Hi, I am Eric, a retired librarian. I was born in St. Michael's Hospital, Toronto and raised in the downtown area north of the Art Gallery, south of the University of Toronto. I went to Orde Street Public School, Harbord C.I., University College at the UofT and the UofT's Faculty of Library and Information Science. I meet my wife Patricia at FLIS; our first date was on November 15, 1968. We were engaged February 14, 1969 and married on June 21, 1969. Our family includes son, James; daughter-in-law, Erin; (both writers), grand-daughters, Vivian and Eleanor; and Sonic, a very friendly ginger tabby. My beloved wife died January 7, 2017 and our 19 year old cat Pooka died January 8, 2017. I would like to hear from any other class of '63 alumni of Harbord C.I. and class of '67 alumni of UofT's University College.
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