On the 4th of July Bryan, Kelly and I took a walk (well, they walked and I rode) through the neighborhood. We talked and laughed the whole time.
They were in the mood to talk about life, so I asked Bryan how the grieving process was going for him and he said he has good days and bad days. He said, “Lately when I take a nap I’ve had dreams about your final stages of life and it makes me sad.”
I said, “I wish we could think of dying as a beautiful thing instead of it always being so sad.”
After a minute Bryan said, “This past year we have experienced a lot of really beautiful moments that maybe we wouldn’t have experienced if it wasn’t for ALS.”
Kelly agreed with him which gave me comfort and made me think that maybe we are finding beauty in dying.