…the way he looked at me like a man about to leave this earth before he was ready. I was struck by it, in my peripheral vision, as I told my story from that day’s run, suddenly aware he was listening like a man who knew he had only so many more of these stories left to hear. I could hear his ears listening.
The power of memories spurred by photos. I often scan through photos of my parents and recall moments in time. Thanks for sharing…
So very sorry for your loss. I always love what you have to say. Thank you for sharing your story with us.
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Very nice blog
Beautiful and insightful. Death ignites present moment awareness like nothing else can. Much love! Write ON!!
good article i liked it a lot
I’m so sorry for your loss. I can feel it. Death always leaves us in dark and we can never get over it. So much love for you. Keep sharing your stories with us!