I sometimes wonder if losing my parents has contributed to my interest in Buddhism.
He lived for 11 months.
Four years later, during my first year of college, it was like lightning struck our family again.
I didn’t deal with their deaths very well and I ended up suffering from terrible anxiety and depression.
I lost my parents.
I took a World Religions class and it was there that things changed for me.
I started learning to accept loss.
My mother told me something similar on her deathbed. She said, “Always be a good person. Be kind to others.”
source and courtesy: elephantjournal.com
“To study Buddhism is to study ourselves. To study ourselves is to forget ourselves.”