







Hello! Well, I’ll tell you a story about the strangest thing in my life.
As a сhild, when I was doing macrame (this is weaving from dense threads of various products) in the class itself, I asked to go to the tоilet, but did not go there. I was bored and I went for a walk around the building. I went downstairs and saw a funeral service bureau in the basement.
In there, I was met by a very nice woman of about 50 years old. We got to know her, talked a little. I really liked her. She was kind and sweet.
And instead of macrame lessons, I began to visit this woman in ritual services and helped her weave wreaths and make flowers (artificial for wreaths), wiped the dust from the coffins and even went with her to the morgue. I deceived my parents that I was in macrame classes, and I myself went to the funeral services bureau.
This is probably a very strange activity for a сhild, but I was really interested. I didn't feel uncomfortable. I was calm. We talked a lot about death. And probably, this woman helped me to accept death at such a yоung age.
I realized that death is a part of life and there is no need to be afraid of it, it is just a new stage on the path of life. Nobody knows what will happen next. And this fear makes people afraid. From the fact that people do not know what is there after death. But we will all definitely be there and find out. Therefore, live in the here and now.
Enjoy where you are now. Live this life without thinking about what will happen? Do not think about what happened. You only have the here and now. This is the only thing that matters. When you understand this, then life transforms around you and you feel it. Problems disappear or resolve by themselves.
Have a nice day ❤️