For those of us whom have had someone that they loved take their own life, perhaps you can find some comfort in this message - I know I did. It was posted by a friend of mine whom has given permission to share. Thank you Andrea. I am compelled this morning in the wake of the sad and shocking death of Robin Williams to write about an experience that I had about a year ago. As most of my friends know I am a card reader and have, since the loss of a young man who was very dear to me and my family, been receiving messages from the other side. I had a guy in his late 20s come to my home to do an energy audit one day. We got on the subject of tattoos and how he was required to cover them during work hours. He also told me that the star on his arm was the exact one his buddy had. I showed him my memorial ink for Bobby and we chatted a bit. He confided in me that his friend had committed suicide by hanging himself at his moms home. He had PTSD from deployment to Afghanistan. As we talked about him, the soldier made himself known to me and said he had messages for his friend. I asked the kid standing in my kitchen if hed like to hear the messages because I never just assume that people will want to hear them. This young soldier did an amazing job of validating and acknowledging his friend. I wont go into it except to tell you that I also got a life changing message through this boy. He said with regard to the taking of his own life and the terrible grief he caused, most especially to his mom and sister, that it was much better for them this way. He then let me know that he believed that death was an end to not only his pain, but his friends and familys as well. Until this point I have always believed suicide to be selfish and the worse thing you could do to your loved ones. But this kid made me see the other side of that and here it is; anyone of us who has watched someone we love struggle with depression and/or addiction knows that they are never one thought away in our daily life. Are they okay? Will they OD today? Did I lock up my stuff? Will they hurt themselves or someone else today? Should I call and check? Should I have left them alone? Am I being judgemental? Am I supportive enough? Or too much? Am I enabling them? And on and on it goes. Day after day after day, year after year. For them and for us. The guilt, the worry, the fear. Its all-consuming for us as well as the person who is sick. What that young man was saying, not only to his buddy but to me, is that he is at peace now and he wants that same peace for all who loved him. No need to worry anymore. I am fine. I am happy. Live your lives knowing we will meet again and until then, I remain with you in spirit and in love. It was an extraordinary and life-changing message for me. I hope that it may help someone who reads this post. God bless~
Posted on: Tue, 12 Aug 2014 19:21:58 +0000
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