Moje milá smrti – Hurdová Veronika (2017)

For a year, I gathered courage. For a year, I gathered experiences. A year of life after the death of my beloved husband brought me so many beautiful things that I could never have imagined. Through my personal story, I want to convey that death can be perceived differently than just a loss. That alongside deep sorrow, one can also experience deep, breathtaking happiness. I want to bring death back into our lives because I believe that through it, each of us can live a much more fulfilled and enriching life full of love, conscious presence, and understanding of ourselves. Longer: Death entered my path without warning and completely turned my life upside down. And although my situation may have looked terrifying from the outside, I began to bloom inside. I don't know how it happened. And I certainly don't take any credit for it. However, a certainty awoke within me that I couldn't go wrong on my next journey through life, and I became absolutely immune to everything our society claims about death. That death is evil, final, unjust, black. On the contrary, I began to perceive death as loving, reconciling, enriching, peaceful. And because death concerns each and every one of you reading these lines (unless they invent artificial bodies into which we could transfer ourselves in the near future...)