The Gift in My Daughter’s Casket
- Marla Grant
- Mar 26
- 3 min read
Seeing Nicole's lifeless body exposed the lie about death
It was the last thing I expected as I entered the funeral home where my 14-year-old daughter’s viewing was held. Standing outside the chapel gazing at the unreal sight of a casket I knew to be Nicole’s, I was clutching my first-born child’s arm.
Brennan, so steadfast in his support of Nicole through her final months and of me in my sorrow, said, “Mom, do you want to go and see her?” I hesitated. “I don’t know, Bren. I don’t know if I can do this.” I had last seen her in the hospital shortly after she had gently exhaled her last breath as she lay in my arms. It felt like I had also stopped breathing. Taking my next breath felt impossibly unfair. As I left the hospital, her loving and devoted pediatric oncology nurses who had cared for her over so many years were gently preparing her body for what lay ahead; an autopsy and then transport to the funeral home.
Somehow knowing it would be the right thing for me to see her, Brennan gripped my arm and led me forward saying, “C’mon Mom. I’ll go with you.” There I was, gazing down at her lifeless form when everything became so clear to me. I remember gasping in shock and saying out loud, “Oh my god, that’s not Nicole!” The truth could not have been more evident. What I was looking at was so clearly an empty container, almost like a hollow statue in appearance; vacant and spiritless. I knew without a shred of doubt that all the vibrant energy that had animated her borrowed container had lived on but simply lifted away, her work here apparently completed.
I FELT the truth of this then, but I KNEW it in my heart with the coming days, weeks and years after her passing because of all the evidential signs she sent me. Nicole was a very happy, loving and energetic child and I knew all that life-force could not have been extinguished; only the body that allowed her to have this earthly experience in this dream world of form could “die.” Even the law of the conservation of energy tells us that energy can be transformed from one type to another but cannot be destroyed.
I share this experience so that if you are in doubt about an after-life, know you can rest easy. For every one of us, life continues in our spirit form as Light Beings, living through the awesome power of love which runs the totality of everything. Today is the perfect day to remember that we are ALL of this magic love. No one is left out, not even those who do less than loving things during their time in the play we call “life in a body.”
I hope you’ll return as I share the truly magical moments of grace I’ve been blessed to experience as well as some stunning signs from my kids.
Know that whatever is happening currently in the world of form that creates feelings of anxiety and fear is only of this world. You and I, all of us are whole and perfect in our true home and nothing can ever harm us. Keep loving, keep learning and give everything you have to helping others with kindness. Love is your greatest power.
Inspired Grief Recovery is written with love and the hope that it helps ease your grief or helps you with life in general. Your support of my mission is appreciated. Please share with others who may need encouragement.
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