...Too bad his dad can't be here to watch his son graduate. So what...it's only elementary school ,you say? Well then, put yourself in his shoes.
I'm glad that we have so many good people around us, that shower these children with unconditional love and affection. I'm so glad that Rich is buried just a short walk away - for those moments when his children need to talk to his dead body. Just wrap your mind around that image, because no matter how hard I try, I cannot reconcile this loss.
AHHHHH....there is nothing like it!
My son...fatherless-wow.
I never thought.....ever.
I really can't wait until the day that my thoughts turn to something else, something forward and positive. It's hard to believe in a world of what's right and what's not. Perceptions change at the drop of dime - just think how quickly a thoughtless act can cause a torrent of grief. I think that I must get back to my training consistently, it is the only thing that has ever taught me how to detach.
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