Remembering Our Deceased Loved Ones

I recently read an article sharing that the greatest fear of a bereaved parent is that our children will not be remembered. This really resonated with me. My best friend shared with me how that when her son lay in a coma on the brink of death at age 17, her main thoughts were, How will I be able to help people remember who special he is? I thought about my own life and how healing it has been to propagate Cory’s Dream: Be the Change. Yes, I am passing on Cory’s legacy of love and compassion, but using his name in the name of the group was very important to me. Reading that article helped me to understand why. I want people to know that Cory’s life matters. I want people to not only experience Cory as a memory of what he came here to do, but to feel his ongoing presence today. So for me, it’s not just the memories that keep him alive, it’s the knowing that he is indeed alive, just in another dimension. I want others to see not only him as alive and well, but to see their own loved ones in that way also. I want people to understand that life and death of this physical body work hand in hand. We can’t have one without the other, but that this is just part of the cycle. We don’t end when we die, and neither do our loved ones.