I find the great majority of people talk about their loved one's passing away. When I talk about the horrible thing that happened on Jan. 17, I say Faye died that day.
Look, I understand why people say passed away. The use of the words death, dead and dying seem harsh, don't they?
The very fact that it's harder to speak of death, rather than passing away is why I speak that way. I will never see the person I loved most in this world again, this side of heaven. It's uncomfortable for me to speak about that but it is reality. The word for that reality is dead.
Sometimes I do say she passed away, mostly out of sensitivity to the feelings of others. More often I say I lost her. But I have to, I absolutely have to, deal with the reality of my new life. And that, to me means being blunt about the words I use.
I apologize if the words referring directly to death trouble you. But it's important to me, and to my ongoing healing, to be bluntly honest about my reality.
Having said that I do say Faye went to be with her Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. Because that is also the truth. And it's a reality I am thankful for.
Pressing on in truth.
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