Member-only story
There is a Certain Beauty in Death
by Michelle Montoro
That is sort of a morbid title, I know. But the topic came up in a recent discussion with a friend and the final conclusion which ended the conversation were those words, “There is a certain beauty in death.”
Of course, I am not speaking of death as a result of tragic events, but rather the peaceful passing into the afterlife when one has reached the end of their time on earth.
You see, both of my parents lost their respective battles with cancer many years ago. They were too young to die, but they fought hard and they fought courageously. When the end came, they were just too tired to fight any longer. And in all honesty, when the end came, I was too tired to continue cheering for them from the sidelines. It was time for all of us to let go.
In that letting go, there is something miraculous that happens. I was fortunate enough to be sitting beside both of my parents as they passed out of this world. When I use that word, fortunate, to describe how I feel about those moments, I am often met with bewildered looks. But I am so very grateful to have been afforded the opportunity to say my farewells and to bear witness to the…
