“„ I do not ask or demand for anything to be different to the way
it is, and yet I know I have to play my part in making things as best I can. I
learn to work in line with what is right and I try to let the world shine for all it
is worth in order to be part of its light while I am alive. I know that becoming
what I am will sometimes be glorious and sometimes odious and I have peace
with it all, no matter what. Losing my father makes me more aware of being a
child of life rather than a child of my parents. He is slightly ahead of me in the
inexorable coming and going of life, but I now recognize the path and can see
its end lit up in the distance. The paradox is always there: in life we are in
death. It is not for us to meddle with. I cannot demand a rearrangement. And
as I let myself face death, I rediscover life. [...] My leap of faith is to trust that
life will give me the exact experiences that are most apt for learning to live.
And sometimes such experiences will be difficult. At times they may even
seem catastrophic. But in transcending them and learning from them we
make them into moments of truth.”