We are a mere memory in a Box by Deborah Jordaan

Good day to our loyal readers. Hope you are all well in these trying times we are going through. My article this month is about, “What happens to our material belongings when we die?”

All my stories come from personal experiences.

I have in my possession a few belongings of relatives. No one is fighting over it as it’s of no worth to them. If it were expensive jewellery or heirlooms that can be sold they would be here to fetch it.

It’s very sad that some relatives value you after your death for what you have left behind instead of missing the person that has passed on. Material possessions get sold if they have value and the deceased person is sometimes forgotten.

Yes we can go on with life but keep that person alive in memories of times gone by.

I have little notes my mom wrote. To some it would just be nonsensical but I have memories of my mom sitting watching cooking channels and writing notes of the recipes and she would try to make the meal and she made it so nice.

All of us have memories of loved ones and we should keep their quirky and wonderful things they did in our mind and to keep their stories alive in our children and grandchildren.

My grandchildren remember my mom and the little things she did for them and we talk about her to keep her alive in our memories.

Some families put the deceased person’s belongings in a box and it never is seen unless it gets sold. They amount the deceased person’s life to only a few belongings in a box-the few non valuable things left in the box are what people define the deceased as.

My cousin passed on in the beginning of the year and all they fought about was who is going to keep the ashes because some contributed more money than others.

Her belongings are with me and no one is bothered to look what her life was about from her hair dressing equipment to her poetry she wrote. That means nothing to them to see what she was about as a person.

All they remember is the bad times she went through, the mother she wasn’t to her son and that she was on pain tablets but they didn’t think she was in extreme pain because of her cancer-she didn’t share her tragedies with any of us.

None of them even know why she died. She was judged before death and still so after her death. Instead of remembering her for the bubbly person she was before her illness they only remember tragedy.

It’s so sad how things end that way.

Let’s hope when our time comes to become part of the universe that we will be remembered in love. Be grateful for now and that you are loved and cherished.

Be blessed.

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