On Going Home

June 10, 2012

Today started out in one way, and is ending in another.

I was mid-sentence, ranting about my thoughts on today's church topic, when my phone rang and we received the news that my Uncle David passed away.

He died this morning at 5:30am in the UC Davis Cancer Center after a grueling and sad journey with cancer.

We sat there on the side of the road and cried.

It wasn't a total surprise - sadly, this has been somewhat common protocol for our family members that have passed away. Cancer is one of the shittiest things out there, and we've watched my Mom, Grandparents, and now Uncle lose to this disease. David dealt with it for the last couple years, and is now finally done.

Today my heart has been so heavy. It's a sort of sadness that takes many forms - I'm sad that he's gone. I'm sad we weren't able to see him at the end. I'm sad for our family. I'm sad that he joins my Mom and Dad and so many others in a place that feels so far away from us.

I love this scene from Big Fish, where the dad is dying and his son brings him back to the river. It reminds me of Lewis' The Last Battle, where the children are running up that big green hill, and through the gates, and Reepicheep and Tumnus and all their loved ones and friends are there to greet them.

When dying becomes a going home of sorts, it suddenly isn't so dark and terrible and final. I truly hope that this is what dying is like.



We'll miss you Uncle David. In your honor, we'll drink a beer, listen to some Shania Twain, quote Austen Powers, tell some bad jokes, and love each other well. Say hi to Mom for me.

And really, you're with Jesus now - so party on.

xoxo.

2 said something:

  1. we experienced a death last week as well. we've been carrying around our own heavy hearts. i know your uncle and other loved ones who've passed on are at rest now.

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  2. I'm sorry to hear that Kelli! Hang in there. :) xoxo

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