I know many still check for my posts but don’t always read the comments left by others. With this in mind I have copied a comment and my reply:
Sherilyn Prost says:
January 20, 2016 at 10:32 am (Edit)
I am dying and I am blessed to have the opportunity to know the peace and serenity of God’s love! I lay here one day flowing into the other and the pain is there but seems distant… I’m not on medication for it..but know from past experience that what I’m feeling is far better than any medication could help.
I have experience a transition from my life as reviewing everything yet it’s almost as if it is a picture glance or highlight reel of someone else.. I do remember how stressful some of them were and the feeling they would never end but they appear instantaneous and distant. What once seemed so monumental is truly irrelevant.. and I am OK almost blissful, as though I am untethered and gliding in a surreal world…I really have to focus to come down and go eat or bathe..I praise God for another moment of peace and the love with my doggie. Only when I awaken from my own screaming do I really know that my physical body is in pain. Have any of you transition into or out of this state??
Hi Sherilyn, welcome to my blog. I thank you for sharing your so touching and heart felt story. It is comforting to know God is with you as you make this part of our physical earthly journey.it is wonderful that you have reached and can maintain that blissful state. I am so very sorry to hear of the pain you are experiencing. For me pain is a game changer. I so admire your attitude and courage through all of this.
I can only speak from my own experience. I seem to at times attain that state of bliss but lacking your strength and courage I often loose it when the heavier pain comes on. I seem to be dragged mentally back into the reality of my body at the time. That pain is a game changer for me.
I too am having flashbacks, memories of times and events in the past just seem to pop into my head. Some like you of how I over reacted making mountains out of mole hills. I caused myself so much needless stress. I have many “forgotten” memories coming from deep inside. Like you I see the world and life differently. Now I see there were times I see differently now. When I now rehash certain times it is more with feeling of empathy for the feelings of others my actions affected.
I find myself seeking outside distractions in dealing with these times to temporarily refocus, distract my thinking.
I call these “down” times my episodes. Once I get past them I can more easily refocus. I am not sure if I reach the blissful state you speak of, more a state of peace and contentment.
I thank you for sharing and do hope you will continue to share with us going forward.
Bill
Dying mans daily journal 
Hi Bill and Sherilyn .. .thank you both for sharing your thoughts. Very interesting to read and to try and understand – not being on that road yet, other than the normal wear and tear scenario of another older.
I think of my mother during her last bed-ridden five + years … and some experiences, she or we had …
Thank you both for bringing another perspective or awareness out for us to take on board … I won’t forget this post …
With thoughts to you both … Hilary
Hi Hilary always so nice to hear from you.
What I have tried to describe is difficult to put into words. Emotions can chant by the hour. I had often written about the importance of a positive attitude. I believe it but can be difficult to maintain on a constant basis. As much as I like to think I am beyond letting outside influences affect me, they can and do. I guess it is part of being human.
Hope all is well with you.
Bill
Thanks Bill … I can quite believe it must be very difficult to avoid being upset by other influences.
I can also understand (at least I think I can!) that acceptance of the place of dying … and accepting that it will come in its own time – the challenge being to see the time through; also most of us never have a wind-down time.
I think my mother must have got herself into this position … she had cared for her mother, and opened a care home, altering a hotel to do so, where she cared for many and had a very good reputation. Her uncle and aunt, and their daughters and granddaughters, were especially grateful for her care.
My uncle too he looked after his wife, whom he was devoted to, and then I was around for them both …
So I think of your comment and post and relate that back to the understanding I had of their situations.
They both had time … but needed to overcome the fear, which at that stage they probably didn’t have – having already adjusted to their situations – yet my mother certainly seemed to accept her future …
Your post has made me think and reflect – thank you …
All the very best – Hilary
Thank you being here. I have had times that I got into a distance space. But I get drawn into the sadness at times of o longer feeling like a participant n this world. Feeling that I did not do enough. But I realize that I did what I understood I could at the time. Someone told me recently that I dont even grasp the reach of the good I did… I think perhaps thats true of many people. When people feel hurt they are loud… but the good often passes ingentle silence.
peace.
Hi Bill,
I saw in the Free Press that your cousin Marg passed away. Our condolences. Paul and Cheryl Link
Thank you. It was very sudden a real shock
Bill