It wasn’t until my mother slipped and fell for the first time that I realized how fragile she was becoming. And it occurred to me at that moment that I may in some distant future become the parent to my parent.
She came to visit this last time and brought along a beautiful cream and taupe suit that she inadvertently left in my closet when she departed for home. I glanced at it tonight and thought about how beautiful she looked when she wore it to my sister’s wedding. It was good enough to make a statement about her space in this life. It was classy enough to make a powerful and individual statement.
For a moment I thought about what exactly would be the last thing that she would wear. Then it hit me that I may be involved in selecting her last fashion statement. I may have to go through her closet one day and lovingly select the last suit that she would ever wear.
Living in Florida among so many of those spirits who are gradually letting go of their hold on this world – well – it creates a special appreciation for life at any stage. That heightened perception actually thickens each day, so that each moment is closer to lead crystal clear.
This is the beauty of living here, so close to Heaven’s Door. Some of the radiant awareness actually slips out to the rest of us, standing here just outside, and purpose-fully in line.