Saturday, January 21, 2012


You know how it goes, a close relative dies and your world falls apart. Again. And suddenly things that seemed important no longer are.

And it doesn't even matter how many people have died before this one, it still hits you like they are the first person to leave this world behind.

And it doesn't matter how many books were written about death, you still don't know what to think or feel.

You still don't get any sleep.

Slowly, you just have to pick your world up and put it back together in a whole new way.

Our death is not an end if we can live on in our children and the younger generation.  For they are us, our bodies are only wilted leaves on the tree of life.  ~Albert Einstein

No comments:

Post a Comment