When someone we love passes away, like my dad did a month ago, there are those who say they prefer to remember him as he was. In his 97 1/3 years, I am blessed to have known him for over 50 of those years. I feel honored to have known that he WAS lots of different things and ways.
The arc of his lifetime included his privileged beginnings, yet his sweet presence in his last few months of decrepitude were my privilege to behold. Involving myself in his many ways of being enriches my life as I am heir to his stories.
How do you want to be remembered? What does the arc of your life reveal about you? Ki to Happiness has inherited much from witnessing multitudes of ways of being.