Barack Obama

it's okay to let go.

and it is.

unfortunately i did not offer those words to my dad. i was younger then, not very familiar with death and loss, and i could only think of what life would be like without him when it would have been more kind, more wonderful, more selfless if i would have considered him and what he was struggling with rather then telling him to hang on and keep fighting.

twenty years later i was able to tell my mom that it was okay to let go. but i understood, at that point, she had no choice; she couldn't hang on, she was too weak to fight, and there was nothing anyone could do to save her.

and although she did pass on--she has given me *plenty* of signs & notice that she is still near me. (which is always greatly appreciated btw)

before you go know 1. that you are loved, 2. that you will be missed, 3. that you will be remembered, 4. and the world is better for having you in it.

you don't have to fight anymore. it's okay. i believe everything is going to be okay for you. you're going to be fine--perhaps more than you can imagine.

sending you love.