My Tribute to Janet kanini

As i sat down on that chair in church and speaker after speaker stood up to give their tribute, i couldn’t help but think about the vanity of life and how we are never prepared for death.

The fact that we human beings come to terms with the idea of death and how fragile life is, is fascinating.

All our lifes we learn that our lives are not ours to keep. They can be taken away at any moment and that’s okay; we just have to keep hopeful that that happens later than sooner. Yet, it is even more fascinating how we struggle with the idea and occasion of loss in our lives. You know, loss of a loved one (by death).

It is like we expect everything that we get or own to last forever. And that is the irony of life. We have accepted death as our ultimate fate, but struggle in seeing that what we get or own is, in the same manner, not ours to keep forever. We promise to love forever, yet we know that ‘forever’ is a word that makes sense only when we are alive. And even then, no one can guarantee that our lifespans end at the exact same time.

I have come to the conclusion that if we were to regard everything we get or own in the same way we do our lives, maybe we would be able to live more meaningful lives and deal better with all kinds of losses in our lives. Maybe the loss of a loved one would be easier when we live knowing that we will lose them (or they us) at some point. And that’s okay. Because it has to be. Maybe the termination of a marriage or long-term relationship would not take its toll on our emotional well-being if all along we live with the notion that ‘forever’ does not mean ‘eternity’.

What am i mean is we need to be grateful for what you own but do not hold on it. Like your life, it is not yours to keep forever. And even if you’re lucky enough to keep it forever, forever only means as long as you are alive. Accept that every good thing must come to an end, just like a good life.

huyu mama after kuambiwa anapona LUNG cancer mbona alienda kufanya ma interview mingi akishout ? angenyamaza for one year lungs zitulie .

Reminds me of this:

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[SIZE=6]THE SIGNIFICANCE OF YOUR INSIGNIFICANCE[/SIZE]

I had to deliver a eulogy at a funeral recently.

Observing endings is a good time to dwell on the meaning of your life. One minute, you are fully alive on earth, working, contributing, connecting; the next, due to some often surprising turn of events, you will be gone. No more, with people gathered around your lifeless form to record the passing.

Many people experience a moment of realization during a funeral; most, however, walk away brushing it off. They get back to their lives, get on with their work, make themselves busy – anything to not have to think about the thing, that unsettling, scary thing. And the thing is this: we are all, all of us, insignificant.

It doesn’t matter whose eulogy is being delivered: whether it’s a loyal driver or a respected CEO; a kiosk-owner, or an epoch-creating president. It’s all the same. In the end, all earthly achievements fade away. Life goes on. People move on. Memories fade. None of us want to accept this; yet all of us must.

As I have written here before, no individual human matters. You are one in seven billion, living on a piece of rock floating in the immenseness of a space we can neither measure nor comprehend. You are a speck, alive briefly on another speck. Sure, you will matter briefly to a few people; but in the end, you too are washed away by the waves of time.

Very few of us want to think about this. Most of us want to lose ourselves in a TV programme, hide behind a book, gratify ourselves momentarily by indulging the senses of the body. Do something, anything except give some thought to how this story, like all such stories, ends. Until the next funeral. And the next. Until, inevitably, our own.

http://www.sunwords.com/2014/12/28/the-significance-of-your-insignificance/

Was Janet’s death any special from the thousands of other Kenyan women dying every year? Am yet to understand what the hullabaloo is all about.

That makes two of us. I have been wondering what all the noise is about. She is dead, just like others before and after her. Just live with it but don’t make it appear like her death was special to the world - it wasn’t!

Well said

For once umecomment like a person
Normal person

I have nothing against her and may she RIP. but I am also struggling to understand what she did that was out of the ordinary to grant her idol status

She increased cancer awareness and gave people with advanced cancer hope that a cure was possible. May she rest in peace.

Isoorait.