In Memory of Strummer
On June 23rd, 2010, Strummer entered the world. Surrounded by love, warmth, caring, and good vibes.
On June 23rd, 2010, Strummer left the world. Surrounded by love, warmth, caring, and good vibes.
Strummer was very much wanted. His entrance was greatly anticipated. He was born in his new home with an experienced midwife and several attendants. His parents were overjoyed when they viewed their beautiful baby; their first child.
He was perfect, blonde hair and perfect fearures. After the midwife had gone his parents fell asleep with their new child close by in his bassinet. When his father awoke a couple of hours later, Strummer was silent. A frantic rush to the hospital and valiant efforts did nothing to change the reality. Strummer's spirit was gone, only the empty vessel remained.
Now only pain where there had been joy. The medical people are without answers. His parents without faith. After all how could God, if there is one, allow this to happen? Anger and grief, closely related, are ever present.
I'm Strummer's Uncle. His parents are wonderful people, so talented and intune with life. I'm at a loss on what to say. I'm usually full of words, they seem to spill from me constantly. I always have something to say about everything. I'm silent. I try not to think. I don't really believe in God, but curiously I find myself infuriated with an entity I don't believe exists!!! My life has had it's share of pain, but I have always just dealt with it. But this is different. So unjust. So unfair. I want to yell at the top of my lungs "fuck you God"! But what would that do? What purpose would that achieve? I hope they find a faith in God somehow, I hope it will ease their pain somewhat. Like a drug, creating a comforting illusion, not real but comforting all the same.
Anyway I guess I'm just venting, but these are really wonderful people. The father is a drummer, someone many would know if I gave his name. He's a "rock and roll star" but I know he would go work washing dishes if it would bring his son back. It all makes no sense.
Or is life just a fleeting illusion? From a Buddhist perspective, all is just an illusion, we all part of one. Makes sense intellectually, but when life is so screwed up, it is hard to maintain belief.....
anger and grief death God? youthDeepest condolences to his parents, and to you, Jim, on the passing of Strummer.
I wish I had words to offer you that made sense of what makes no sense... I have none.
I join Michael and others in sending heartfelt condolences...
It is a mystery. And a sad one. Even if there were a medical "answer" it wouldn't change the grief.
Sending you, and Strummer, and those who love him, many well wishes.
I give thanks for unknown blessings already on the way
Very moved and deeply sorry about this great loss Jim. As Steven said, there are no words at a time like this, as you yourself have found (though you found beautiful words to share Strummer's story here with us.) I will send caring energy your way, and to Strummer's parents, and all others touched by this loss. Peace and Blessings.
Dorothy
Authenticity Heals....
Time has passed. Anger has been released.
Suffering is an illusion. The result of an illusion.
Death is an illusion. Only a transformation. Nothing ceases. All is. We all are. ONE
Blessings are realizations of truth.
My blessings to all.
It has been over a year now since Strummer left after such such a short time.
The medical people said it was an infection that caused him to pass on.
His mother became pregnant within a short time.
A healthy girl, Daisy, came into this world and stayed.
The family has learned to accept and have stopped trying to answer "why?"
It is OK now.
Deepest condolences on Strummer's passing