Death is as natural as breathing. I have no fears of dying whatsoever. It isn’t death that scares most of us but the thought of never seeing loved ones again. That sense of loss is dreadful. I perfectly understand why monotheists and other faith followers desire to believe in an afterlife. At least then you get to meet up with loved ones again or at least you would if you believed in such things. I am happy to know that all that lives was born to die and that I will die and life will go on.


Pauline’s death was a shock at first but the more I think of how she looked during her final days then I think it for the best. Kenneth Williams once famously said that no one should live beyond 65 and watch themselves deteriorate. I know what he meant. Pauline was a generous soul, kind and friendly. She also had a wonderful sense of humour. I remember on one occasion when she, suffering from the heat, made a blowing noise as she flapped her blouse. “Hot?” I enquired. “It has been said.” She quipped.

Alan sounded matter of fact when we spoke. I guess it is easier to treat Pauline’s passing in a business-like manner. Not so much her death but the very detail of what needs doing after the event.

I have gathered together the bits and pieces Pauline left at work. She told me to get rid of them if she died and I told her not to be daft as she would be coming back to pick them up her self. If only my confident bravado had been right.

“There'll come a time when all of us must leave here


Then nothing Sister Mary can do


Will keep me here with you


As nothing in this life that I've been trying


Could equal or surpass the art of dying


Do you believe me?


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There'll come a time when all your hopes are fading


When things that seemed so very plain


Become an awful pain


Searching for the truth among the lying


And answered when you've learned the art of dying






But you're still with me


But if you want it


Then you must find it


But when you have it


There'll be no need for it






There'll come a time when most of us return here


Brought back by our desire to be


A perfect entity


Living through a million years of crying


Until you've realized the art of dying


Do you believe me”

Lyrics

George Harrison lyrics - Art Of Dying lyrics
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