The Story of My Grandmother

My Grandmother

When I was younger I was very close with my grandmother, because she was the one who practically raised me (my mother was a working woman).  My grandmother and I shared a beautiful bond, and we would do all of the household chores together, chat about school, our friends, neighbors, etc. She would get sick fairly often, but she was generally very much an alive and vibrant personality - She was an active woman and would never tire of working around the house, where she taught me how to cook, care for others, relate with people as a family, and many other essential lessons about how I should live my life in positive and productive ways.  I knew she truly loved me.

The year I entered college, she fell ill and was diagnosed with cancer.  My grandmother shrank before my eyes because she was unable to eat, and within just one month of the diagnosis, she passed away.  Although it was sudden I was with her until the last night that she was with us, and she passed away the next day when I was out running taking care of my responsibilities. When my father informed me about her death over the phone, I was dumbstruck, I couldn't believe that she was no longer with me, that she would never speak with me again, and I would never again hear her call my name from across the house.  I felt very strange.  I knew that she was old and suffering, and in a way her death would relieve her from all the pain she had suffered through in the past month, but I just couldn’t digest the reality. I didn’t cry about her passing until the funeral, but after the ceremony I was unable to enter my house, and her memories haunted me. I wept and fainted on my doorstep.  I remembered falling on the doorstep and totally blanking out. More than their grief over my grandmother’s death, my parents and friends were worried about my depressed state. When I came back from the hospital I didn’t eat properly as my thoughts were focused upon her memory with each place that I went - I wanted to speak with her so badly, and whenever I attempted to do any work at home, it would remind me about the last time we were together washing the dishes or scrubbing the floor. 

Losing A Loved One

The feeling of losing my loved one was the most painful feeling I have experienced, and after this loss I was literally afraid to love anybody.  I avoided everyone, and it was very new to me – Very strange. My parents gave me two months of time to console myself and return to ordinary life, but this isolation from everything continued for more than four months then.  There was a period of time were I would cry daily. Eventually my mom took me to a psychiatrist and as she explained the situation he didn’t utter a word, he just gave me a book, it was titled “Many Lives, Many Masters” by Dr. Brian I. Weiss. I was confused and skeptical, but anyways read the book; this book reveals the true story of a prominent psychiatrist and his experiences with his patient, and the past-life therapy he used to treat her which changes both their lives.

His patient Catherine was suffering from an anxiety disorder, panic attacks, various phobias and the doctor would try all scientific methods to treat, but nothing would worked for her, and he would try hypnotism sessions that moved him into a different state. During these sessions, the patient would recall her past life memories and those memories would be the main cause of her recurring nightmares and anxiety attack symptoms. During her hypnotic regressions she would describe her experience of having lived 86 times in a physical state in different places and times on earth as both a male and female. Until working with this patient the the doctor had been very skeptical about reincarnation, and he had thought it was only a religious belief linked with Buddhism and Hinduism, but these sessions persuaded him and eventually persuaded me that reincarnation was indeed a possibility. If getting rid of anxiety and depression is important to you, then you may want to consider a Breakthrough Psychology Program.

Free From Fear

The few lines of his book which removed my fear of losing someone was when the doctor says how these sessions had changed his life, “ I felt more hope, more joy, more purpose, and more satisfaction in my life. It dawned on me that I was losing the fear of death. I wasn't afraid of my own death or of nonexistence. I was less afraid of losing others, even though I would certainly miss them”, these words stuck with me, Yes; my grandmother would have also been born somewhere else by now. What was most important to me was that I am no longer afraid of death, as the doctor explained yes, I would miss them, but I would be satisfied with knowing that they will be born somewhere else. Most of the time the idea of death haunts us, to think about leaving the world terrorizes us, but after reading this book, I understood that we would never leave this earth, we will be born again and again in the same world but in different places as different persons. 

Author:  Anonymous Contributor