I was looking back at some old pictures while cleaning today and some I laughed and the others made me cry. Three weeks ago tomorrow I lost my friend Jonathan James in a vehicular accident. I am thinking about how fragile life can be and the implications of some of our actions. Am I sad? Definately- there is this little hole where he used to be and for some reason it feels broken yet not so broken.
How does life go on in the aftermath of death? I remember him in front of me, the words he spoke and the things we did. The dreams we had and shared. Has that been broken because he is no longer here? No not at all just as he was strong in this life i think he went the same way. he has not truly left me but he is around in spirit...Its hard on some days to admit that he was and no longer is but as I russle with my thoughts i am reminded that being meek, humble and steadfast is just as important as all the other things that make up this life. have an awesome week Blessed love.
How does life go on in the aftermath of death? I remember him in front of me, the words he spoke and the things we did. The dreams we had and shared. Has that been broken because he is no longer here? No not at all just as he was strong in this life i think he went the same way. he has not truly left me but he is around in spirit...Its hard on some days to admit that he was and no longer is but as I russle with my thoughts i am reminded that being meek, humble and steadfast is just as important as all the other things that make up this life. have an awesome week Blessed love.
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