Since my sister's death a couple of weeks ago, and the impending birth of our daughter's fourth child (our fourth grandchild), I feel like I'm in the middle of a teeter-totter, trying to keep my balance.
Of course, my sis's death is what keeps one end down with heaviness of heart where I don't mind lingering awhile as I process and learn to accept the circumstances of her death. Yet, I must climb up from the sadness to the anticipation and bittersweet joy that will come with the birth of a healthy granddaughter.
There is that place which, if I can manage it, I will learn to balance between those two apposing aspects of my existence. Only through God's grace and His mercy have I been able to begin celebrating my sister's life and death. Her death came suddenly yet mercifully before she became progressively debilitated by MS. Yes, for the past year she was in remission and happier, less burdened, and more at peace than she had been in a long while. I have precious memories of the last couple of times we were together. Having seen her contentment makes the burden of sorrow lighter.
I'm almost certain that my sis has already met our granddaughter, which gives me peace. I pause to think about how close to each other are life and death. Out with my older sister, in with our infant baby girl, both passing through the Light. It's exciting to think they've met along the way. Heaven is as close to me now as any other time in my life.
"And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes; there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying. There shall be no more pain for the former things have passed away." Rev. 21:4