I have not written a blog post in over a year.
Life’s been busy. Our youngest, now a freshman in high school, needed my attention.
I needed to know that I was giving her the best of me, and the time she required in trying to grow up.
Navigating the world of childhood is not easy.
I sometimes think that, we here in the American culture, approach raising children, parenting as if it is a side-job, a task we do on the fly, while pursuing greater ambitions, higher achievements of fame and celebrity status.
In the end, when we all transition from this life into whatever lies next, if we are lucky, someone will erect a headstone on the earth beneath where our bones lay.
Gravestones generally bear descriptions like, “Beloved Mother,” “Devoted Father,” “Loyal Sister,” “Loving Brother.”
Rarely, if ever do they list our profession, how many days we showed up for work, and/or what our fellow co-workers thought of us.
In fact, how often do we really think of those with whom we work with compassion, love or attachment.
We come or go to our jobs to do one think, to create and maintain a financial base upon which to pay our bills and live–to make money.
That’s the sad fact about jobs, careers, professions.
They may define us. But in the end, does anyone really care about how well devoted we are or were to them?
I have not done the research to answer that question.
But I do know that the memories in which we have the greatest hope of living beyond the death of our physical bodies are those people in our lives that we have affected without money standing at the center of our actions.
Our relationships and actions with these people provide the greatest opportunities for us to achieve immortality.
I have spent the last eighteen months working to achieve some sense of resurrection.
Do you believe in life after death?
If so, how might you attain it?
Peace and blessings.
Welcome back!! Glad to see your return to the Blogosphere!! Though I’m not a Mom I completely understand your reasons to focus on your daughter. Children are an investment and one’s legacy. I’m very thankful that my mother and father investment in my brother and me. They built character and integrity within us. Without their guidance we would never have achieved good morals or values.
Since I never married nor had children I will not leave a genetic legacy. The Palmer DNA stops with my brother and I since we’re both childless. My legacy are my writings and my photography. That will be a type of earthly immortality. I’ve heard it said that as long as someone on this earth lives who remembers you and speaks your name you will live on. So in 75 years from now when I’ve crossed that earthly veil hopefully someone who reads my poetry and short stories will speak my name to future generations unto the year 2525 and beyond.
As for my spirit/soul I believe when I die I will rejoin my ancestors; my parents, grandparents and aunts and my soul will return to God.
DeBorah Ann Palmer´s last blog post ..Plethora of Poems
DeBorah:
It it so nice to hear from you. And so soon after my first post!
Thanks for the warm welcome.
I also appreciate you enlightening post.
“ I’ve heard it said that as long as someone on this earth lives who remembers you and speaks your name you will live on.”
I truly believe this is how we achieve immortality and reach eternity.
And yet other paths remain open to us.
“… when I’ve crossed that earthly veil … someone who reads my poetry and short stories will speak my name to future generations unto the year 2525 and beyond.”
Books and the Internet have provided this wonderful opportunity.
As with the words of Christ, The Buddha, Mohammed, and other enlightened humans, so too will you encouragement live on.
Peace and blessings to you and yours during this Holiday Season.
anjuelle