Acceptance

  • To Die Is To Say Goodbye

    Huge building. Familiar. Full of people that I later realize are people from my life. First up, are my mother’s friends, all sitting in a big circle. Outside is war or the apocalypse. No help is coming, this is it. I am worried about them all. I have a feeling that it is up to me. All of a sudden I realise, the only way to “evacuate” them to safety is for me to say goodbye to them. I am very happy. Everyone is happy. Hugs all around. I move on to the next area; family members. I focus on cousin J and O. Jido is there too.…