The body, like a mother, is pregnant with the spirit child.
Death is the labor of birth.
And all the spirits on the other side are waiting
To see how that proud birth shall occur.
– Rumi
[This is a repost of the eulogy I wrote for Jen in 2004.]
My former girlfriend and current close friend, Jen, died Friday, August 13th, 2004 at 1020am.
It was her third round with breast cancer, and this time it metastasized to basically everywhere. She was 33 years old.
I was present with her for her last week in the hospital, and there when she passed. It was amazing.
