Lossing the ones you know. losing fathers ..mothers .. family.. and friends.. Some people you have just known for a short time. Other you may have know all your life..
But suddenly they are gone.. other get sick and you know they don't have long ..and then they are gone too.
Yes it is the ineviablity of life's journey. . death. comes to every one we have met. or will meet..and we may die befor them.. but age is not aways the deciding factor..
Usually the old die first.. my parents were 30 and 40 yrs older then me..I expected them to die.. I feared that they would die.. and leave me alone.. and they now have been gone one for the last 10 yrs.and the other just over a year.. I miss them..We all miss those that we once knew....There are many people that were part of my life fir 20..30.. 50 yrs that are gone. and in there place I made new friends..New accautances, young and old, may that live a life style to close to death .. others that have had a long life. and over come alot before I ever met them .yet I know their life is short..
I have never got use to death.. I embrace it as part of my life cycle..I will die. .I am 60 now.. could have any number of things in this aging body. Some are preventable .others treatable, and maybe I could live to 90 like my parents.. If is a comfortable life I would be greatful for the time .
If it is a he'll , no I probably would wish it to end.. But for now I am happy to live, to know the people I have in my life. and to meet new people.. and embrace new experiences.
Yet death is still there at every turn.. I fear that I will hear a friend has died or has been dead for a few weeks or month and I did not know.. Each day I hope that each one I love is safe from there own folly..or accident that abound around us.. and like wish for myself.
All though few would know if I was gone.. other then they can't get me on the phone and I have not answered their text..I have friend ..but none close.few know where I even live these days.
It's a strange existence we have with life and death..every thing we know and lover goes . how many pets have we had and lost.. buried in the back yard.. how many funerals have we gone to in our lives .of gand mothers and grad paws..of uncles and aunts..And all the friends of parents. and friends from school or work...We all have them .it part of living and reminds us of our own death.. How will it come, how will we be remembered after.Will we be missed ? Did we have any importance in others lives .It's something we only know when we are alive.. see what we have done.. have what we have done acknowledged by others. That the small mark we leave, maybe a note on a page, a work of some kind that may stand through time.. but few things do.
Death. I fear it's sting, not so much my own but feel the loss of those in my life..To not have their presents.
But suddenly they are gone.. other get sick and you know they don't have long ..and then they are gone too.
Yes it is the ineviablity of life's journey. . death. comes to every one we have met. or will meet..and we may die befor them.. but age is not aways the deciding factor..
Usually the old die first.. my parents were 30 and 40 yrs older then me..I expected them to die.. I feared that they would die.. and leave me alone.. and they now have been gone one for the last 10 yrs.and the other just over a year.. I miss them..We all miss those that we once knew....There are many people that were part of my life fir 20..30.. 50 yrs that are gone. and in there place I made new friends..New accautances, young and old, may that live a life style to close to death .. others that have had a long life. and over come alot before I ever met them .yet I know their life is short..
I have never got use to death.. I embrace it as part of my life cycle..I will die. .I am 60 now.. could have any number of things in this aging body. Some are preventable .others treatable, and maybe I could live to 90 like my parents.. If is a comfortable life I would be greatful for the time .
If it is a he'll , no I probably would wish it to end.. But for now I am happy to live, to know the people I have in my life. and to meet new people.. and embrace new experiences.
Yet death is still there at every turn.. I fear that I will hear a friend has died or has been dead for a few weeks or month and I did not know.. Each day I hope that each one I love is safe from there own folly..or accident that abound around us.. and like wish for myself.
All though few would know if I was gone.. other then they can't get me on the phone and I have not answered their text..I have friend ..but none close.few know where I even live these days.
It's a strange existence we have with life and death..every thing we know and lover goes . how many pets have we had and lost.. buried in the back yard.. how many funerals have we gone to in our lives .of gand mothers and grad paws..of uncles and aunts..And all the friends of parents. and friends from school or work...We all have them .it part of living and reminds us of our own death.. How will it come, how will we be remembered after.Will we be missed ? Did we have any importance in others lives .It's something we only know when we are alive.. see what we have done.. have what we have done acknowledged by others. That the small mark we leave, maybe a note on a page, a work of some kind that may stand through time.. but few things do.
Death. I fear it's sting, not so much my own but feel the loss of those in my life..To not have their presents.





