March 4, 2021
What are the chances that this was actually the next post in line to reblog? Well… I would say 100% since it happens to be the next post in line. Gotta love synchronicity.
I love getting older but hate losing people… I’m guessing I’m not alone in that.
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Last night, my husband and I attended a viewing for a friend’s father. We were nervous, as we always are at functions like this. Don’t we all want to say the right things… possibly something that matters and comforts? But you get up there, to the people who will miss the guest of honor most of all, and realize there are no words. You hug, you hold out your hands, and then move along.
The truth is that very little (if anything) will be remembered by those whose hearts are breaking.
It was lovely, as they often are these days, with photos everywhere, a video running with a soft background of Rod Stewart singing “Forever Young” and most everyone putting on a brave face. It was difficult and surreal, as it almost always is when the person of honor is silent in a casket.
I was one of…
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