When the moment comes that my body drops away, I want to know that I have lost no part of who I am. I want to remember the cause of my happiness is not what I do in the world. I want to know I will leave no one behind, for neither they nor I really live in the stories we tell. I want to be ready to accept that this is simply another step in the gentle “plan” for me to remember what is true. When the moment arrives I want to trust that I am loved and merely taking another step toward home. I want to know that step is no different than the one I take today as I let go of my attachment to guilt and forgive what seems to happen here.