NB: This post deals with sensitive issues related to death.
I had intended to post about my obsession with collecting writing advice books today, but that will have to wait until Thursday. Something profound happened yesterday. Not to me, but to a relative.
As some of you may remember, I recently talked about my memories of living with my father-in-law, Tom, before he passed away. Sadly, his brother Stan passed away yesterday. His daughter had phoned my sister-in-law and asked her to pass on the news to various family members in our area. But it is what she said about her father's passing that has made us all stop and re-evaluate our beliefs.
Just seconds before he died, he lifted his arm up, pointing at an empty space, and said, "Tommy. There you are."
Was Tom there to collect him or was he hallucinating? I don't know. But even if he was hallucinating, what a comfort to his family, and to all of us, that perhaps at the very moment we leave this life we see someone who meant so much to us in our lifetime.