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I believe most people think if they cannot tell their story or if there is no one to receive it they feel isolated or alienated. There is hope for the future if the past is confessed, received and understood. You will find that my stories evolve in a circle. And in some way they are related to Life and Death. I have such a peaceful relationship with death. I believe it is because I lost my father at such a young age that I have spent my life intrigued by the mystery of death. It's almost like I'm drawn to it.......I understand it, I'm at peace with it and have never feared it.|
I truly enjoy the cemetery. There are so many stories there. Our friendships. Relationships. Those who have impacted Our Story. It's being open to who comes into our life. And why. And when. People may come and go but still their purpose will remain in our hearts forever. A part of our soul.
They have touched our heart and their memory will always be a part of us. People will come and go, they serve their
purpose and it is ok to say Goodbye. I truly believe that. It is something we all have to face time and time again in our
journey of life. Sometimes we won't want to say Goodbye. Sometimes we may feel that we didn't have the opportunity to
say Goodbye. Or we'll even wonder why someone has
chosen to say Goodbye to us. But it's having the faith of believing that people come into our life for a reason. As big or as little as that reason may be, and we will not always know what that reason is. But they have served their purpose and they will always be a part of Our Journey. The healthier we become and the stronger our faith is, the easier our grief can heal us. And always remember that our lives are more complete because we have had the opportunity to touch each others life. It's walking away from those Relationships and taking the Good memories with you that will make you positive and open doorways to your future.
"Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly. And when it lands near us, for a brief moment, it's beauty belongs to our world. But then it flies away, and though we wish it could have stayed, we feel so lucky to have seen it. Within our heart and memory, it's beauty will remain."
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