A good friend has suffered a close loss in his family.
Gets me remembering how fragile we are. Gets me thinking what would I do if I was there. How easily I forget just a few things are granted in life.
There’s only one exit when the cold arms of Death embrace.
When I was younger, I used to joke about me being immortal.
Am I really? What’s there beyond for us to be? Is there really a “god”? Is death the final stop? Is there a heaven, and must we earn our way in?
DL, brother, my thoughts and well wishes are with you, your wife and your family.