Do you have a reason for being? This question comes to mind because I was told by a person, who I adore very much, that he didn’t have a reason for being.
I recently went to a funeral for Estelle, my sister’s mother-in-law. She and her husband, Bob, were a fun couple to be around. They were upbeat, and you could tell that they were deeply devoted to each other. They did everything together. They were involved in many activities, including Estelle’s volunteer work with children.
Estelle and Bob first met when they were just ten years old. They later fell in love and were married for 67 years! Quite an accomplishment. They were true childhood sweethearts. How many people do you know who have been married that long?
Although Estelle had been in failing health for the past few years, her death was still a shock to Bob. His reason for being was to take care of her. As you can imagine, this was a traumatic loss for him!
At the memorial service, Bob told a beautiful story about his life with Estelle. It was heartfelt, and there wasn’t a dry eye in the room. In fact, I’m tearing up just thinking about it as I write this post.
After the funeral, Bob mentioned to me that he had no reason to live because he had lost his soulmate. I was a little flustered, and very sad. I gained my composure and mentioned to him that he still had a lot to live for. He had three very accomplished children, six grandchildren and many friends. I asked him if he wanted to participate in happy occasions with them and to see his grandchildren grow up. I also mentioned that he had a lot to teach everyone. Who couldn’t benefit from the wisdom of this kind and loving man?
He seemed to feel a little better. I told him to be patient with himself and to allow himself time to grieve this devastating loss. I suggested that he share his feelings with others and seek support from friends, family, or perhaps a grief counselor.
Unfortunately there will be many times in our lives when we feel lost and lose our way in life. If put in the proper perspective, we all have a reason for being, regardless of what stage of life we’re in. Isn’t life meant to be enjoyed? Isn’t there always something that we can contribute? Won’t there always be something that we can find to look forward to?
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