Honor them with a Dance

Posted on October 11, 2006 by Rose DesRochers

By Rose DesRochers

As I look back on my life, I realize that everything happens for a reason. I watch the seasons of my life quickly pass me by and I think about how we are born, we live and we die. I think of those so deep in their job that they neglect those around them.

They put off calling those they love until tomorrow, but tomorrow never does come and then it’s sadly too late. When you look at the word Hello, look at it as a dance. When you pick up the phone or stop by to visit a loved one and let them know you are still around; you are honoring them with that dance.

Why is it that we have funerals? Losing someone that we love is devastating. The funeral is supposed to be the time when we grieve and honor our loved ones, but what if you never honored them when they were living.

You know I still recall my mother’s stroke. After her stroke the Doctor told me that my mother would never be the same person she was. My reply was that she would always be my mother. I strongly felt that way.

A few weeks prior to my mother’s death one of the staff at the nursing home called me. She told me that my mother was crying and asked if I would speak with her on the phone. When I asked my Mom what was wrong, she just said she was worried about me. So I went in that evening to see her. She sat in her wheel chair and I sat on the edge of the bed. Mom was stroking my hand softly and crying. I asked her what was wrong and this is what she told me. She said “Rose I thought nobody cared anymore about me.” I asked her what gave her that impression and her reply was, “Because I’m a cripple.”

My mother sat in a nursing home turning old and Grey. She prayed that just one person would call, send a card, write or visit her that day, but no one ever did. No one had time. Friends and family were always too busy. I know we often put off in our lives many things and it is times like funerals that we gather with tear filled emotion expressing our love for a loved one gone to rest. I want to ask you, why it is that we wait till a love one is has gone to gather at their grave-site and weep.

My mother was waiting for my blessing the night she died. I gave my mom my blessing telling her just to close her eyes. She turned and looked at my brother then looked at me. I could see goodbye, I love you in her eyes. Then she turned, looked at the ceiling, and took her last breath. She was gone, but not forgotten.

I honored my mother every day of her life and she left this world knowing that out of the many family and friends she thought she had, I was the one who asked her to dance.

Don’t wait until your loved one has left this earth to honor them. Don’t let your love ones die alone thinking that they are a burden. Please pick up the phone and call now and let them know that you care. Don’t miss the chance to dance. Honor them today with a simple “Hello.”

When was the last time that you called a friend, your parents, maybe even your children?

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