…a hug to a soul
I went to meet a relative in ICU -an old uncle from my husband’s side.
I saw him trying hard to sit upright on the hospital bed. He had gone all weak and frail. His body no more supported him to eat or drink.
However, like a fighter, he tried to talk… complaining about how it pained and how he hated it all
We both knew in our hearts that we are meeting for the last time.
I could have done what everyone was doing… tell him that he shall be alright and force a few spoons of the clear soup saying that it will make him feel better
But our eyes met. I saw how he fought through the long years for a good life for his sons and daughters, for money and fame. How he worked hard for the regard he had gathered from the society.
I touched his forehead
“You have lived a beautiful healthy life. A life very complete. Now please relax and let go.
His stiff body heard it and I saw his arms slowly come down.
The head he tried hard to hold straight since last many days slowly rested back on the pillow. He blinked those tired eyes.
I caressed his head like a parent would to a child.
Next day we got the news of him leaving his body.
…may be the interaction meant nothing
..may be it was a soul connect.
…a hug to a soul
