Of Blogposts, Children and Immortality …

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.