by kpeavey » Fri 19 Sep 2008, 23:39:12
I have no magic words to offer for your loss. As we are not close, I am unable to share your grief. All I can do is offer an ear, if you want to discuss it.
I lost 2 of the closest friends I've ever had in this past year. Angel was 36, her kidneys failed. Her husband, Bob, was 60. He died of a broken heart. Their loss has been difficult to bear. Angel is on my desk, waiting for some paperwork to move across some desks so Bob can join her, at which point their last wishes will be carried out.
And you are right about perspective. Money means nothing. The problems of the world offer neither hope nor gloom. The death of those close to you brings out your friends. The people you can count on, talk to, laugh with, cry with. Those are the people who I let deep inside my being. They are rare indeed.
If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face--for ever."
-George Orwell, 1984
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twenty centuries of stony sleep were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle, and what rough beast, its hour come round at last, slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
-George Yeats