Goodness
I attended the funeral of a long time family friend. He was nearly 70 years old and had heart issues for 50 of them. His heart finely got the best of him, but not before he give his heart to all.
Life is hard. Life is good.
5 Days Post Haylee
It has been five days. The grieving process has begun for myself and many around me. It's a beast this thing called grief. It attaches to or attacks each of us differently. When my mother lost my sister Barb, she named her grief George. I think I too will have a name for my grief. I've been thinking about Clarence. I always loved the character Clarence Odbody. He was only doing what was right and tried to have a little fun along the way. He kept things simple. I like simple. I won't mind if Clarence hangs around awhile. "Strange, isn't it? Each man's life touches so many other lives, and when he isn't around he leaves an awful hole, doesn't he?
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