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Friday, September 28, 2012

A year of goodbyes

Another elder in our family has passed away. Bit by bit, a generation is leaving. I should be sad, I should cry, I suppose I should mourn their passing...except how do you mourn something which is a means of salvation for another? Death was their release, and it seems selfish to wish otherwise.

It's ok to miss them - I suppose sadness on the premise that their life held meaning to you is necessary. In other words I guess, don't cry because they died, cry in remembrance of how they lived.

It's really you, YOU left behind, who should be worried...after all, the good always die first.

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