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(Im)mortality

Posted on February 7, 2017February 8, 2017 by Andrew

When we’re young we are immortal. At least that’s how it feels to us at the time. Nothing we do can hurt us, and everyone around us is also immortal.

Having children changed all that, and mortality crept in at an alarming rate. I’d just got used to the fact that we’re not all here forever when it started. You know what I mean. We’ve all been through it by now; people that we love start dying. The list of people isn’t important but those people were, at least to me.

It starts as a trickle but somehow before you can blink it’s a raging river of loss. There’s a realization at some point that the torrent is unlikely to recede; the fact is that as we get older, those around us will just keep passing away. Sometimes you can “push through” and deal with the loss. Other times you are devastated. Right now I’m devastated.

I miss my friends, school chums, family, spouse and parents that died. I miss their voices and their wisdom. I miss their silliness and their love. I miss so many things that are now just memories, or perhaps a two-dimensional capture of a moment in a picture or a video. To want them here again is, I suppose, normal. It’s in moments of loss that it all comes tumbling back though; not just the person you’ve just lost but all of the others, memories brought back to you one after the other.

I am lucky. I have a beautiful, supportive family. Our kids have amazing potential and will grow into wonderful adults and parents, continuing the cycle of life and bringing joy to those around them. For a time they’ll be immortal too, and that’s just fine with me.

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2 thoughts on “(Im)mortality”

  1. brittonswingler says:
    February 7, 2017 at 11:08 pm

    Loss: the most difficult and also the most consistent part of this thing we call ‘life’—living that is based on its reverse, and yet it is best done with our whole hearts ‘in,’ though we must, ultimately, lose them (our heart, our loved ones) over and over and over again. I’m sorry darling. I love that you feel…I hate it too.

  2. T.Kollmorgan says:
    February 11, 2017 at 3:39 pm

    Thanks for sharing. May the moments we share have more meaning and our actions leave a lasting and encouraging impact. We truly get one chance to get it right thus the reason for grace and forgiveness. May we give ourselves the same level we give others. Life is….so let us be….

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