THE PASSING OF MY SISTER GRISELDA

MY YOUNGEST SISTER PASSED Tomorrow will be a week since Griselda's passing service. There was six of us, three boys and three girls – there is now three, one girl two boys; I'm the oldest. In two weeks I will be seventy-eight. Age has not changed my belief about an afterlife – I don't believe there is one; I believe the life I have is the only one I'll ever get. To those of you who hold a religious belief, whatever faith, this is not an invitation to debate the fervency of your belief – I respect you and I respect your belief. If you believe in a God, a Savior (here now or yet to come), if you believe in an Afterlife: I'm simply saying I don't share your beliefs. The ceremony for my sister was elegant: magnificent edifice, angelic voices, moving orations, all in tribute to my sister Griselda. All of it stirred and soothed the spiritual part of me. What I could not share was that my sister was in a better place and if I would only believe I'd be with her again in that place where there will be no more sorrow and joy will never end. I don't believe that such a place has ever nor will it ever exist. That's why I will continue to do those things that benefit me and others while I live – always consciously seeking to do more good than harm. Adolphus Ward https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/adolphusaward http://twittercomadolphusward.blogspot.com