We had a long talk before anyone got there. Just Bob and me. I told him what was happening. Not to be mad, and that of course I still loved him. thanked him for being such a warm loving presence in my life for so many years even though we of course wanted more. Neither of us knew how long a piece of string we were handed, but we made it last. No idea how I am supposed to do this without you, but like everything else about you and me....I'll figure it out as I go.
Everyone spoke / His childhood friend who was his best man, and people who met him only once.
He picked his stone and wrote the text. The rocks tie the spirit's connection to those on earth.
Memento Mori
No comments:
Post a Comment