It was quite a day.
This morning I saw my dear friends. We mourned with them. We listened as they told stories.
We attempted to comfort a new friend as we said goodbye to her husband, who we'd just barely begun to know. However brief it was, it still was.
Frank Sinatra was played as we said our final farewells. I knew we would have been friends.
I met a grieving father who said he'd always worried if his son would "find someone" and he was grateful that it happened, it made him happy. He also said "I never shake hands with beautiful women, I hug them!" I got several hugs.
We went shopping for comics in a giant warehouse. I had a joyous husband. We drove in the rain and snow all day.
Tonight I saw classmates I haven't seen in almost 20 years. I may hardly ever see them but they are truly family. We spoke about old times, new times, gardens, teachers, kids, absent friends. Some we will see again. Some we won't.
With the bad comes the good; in all things.
A lot of beings have left this realm of existence far too soon, far before their time. It's a gift to be able to take time with the ones still here. We should take advantage of that.
This morning I saw my dear friends. We mourned with them. We listened as they told stories.
We attempted to comfort a new friend as we said goodbye to her husband, who we'd just barely begun to know. However brief it was, it still was.
Frank Sinatra was played as we said our final farewells. I knew we would have been friends.
I met a grieving father who said he'd always worried if his son would "find someone" and he was grateful that it happened, it made him happy. He also said "I never shake hands with beautiful women, I hug them!" I got several hugs.
We went shopping for comics in a giant warehouse. I had a joyous husband. We drove in the rain and snow all day.
Tonight I saw classmates I haven't seen in almost 20 years. I may hardly ever see them but they are truly family. We spoke about old times, new times, gardens, teachers, kids, absent friends. Some we will see again. Some we won't.
With the bad comes the good; in all things.
A lot of beings have left this realm of existence far too soon, far before their time. It's a gift to be able to take time with the ones still here. We should take advantage of that.
Rest in peace Jim. Rest in peace Trevor. Rest in peace Aurora.
1 comment:
Thank you for the beautiful post and tribute to Jim - It was a beautiful service given by someone who never knew Jim and yet seemed to get his essence. Jess is a very special person in my life and I personally is most grateful for the people who are taking care of her now...in her time of need.
The 'Shoes on the ground' has a permanent place in my heart ... Beautiful story!
With much gratitude to you,
Jan
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