Rhythm of Life…

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My outgoing card and gift pile looks really weird. There are four or five congratulatory cards/gifts on weddings, wishing people the best for long, blessed and happy unions. Gifts that will hopefully remind people for years to come of the love of family, friends, the excitement of the beginning of a new life together.

Then there is a card. Even though it is only one where there are like, four cards and gifts about love and happiness, this one is the one that has been on my mind the most. If there was anything we could say to make it better, we would, but we know we can’t. On the loss of somebody’s son. Off at college. Twenty two years old. Just died in his sleep. Over. Dreams, aspirations, hopes. That maybe he would be celebrating a marriage. Children. A family of his own. Now all gone. I’m still thankful for all of the wonderful things in my life and the wonderful people who are starting their wonderful marriages, but I just have a little pang of sad ish ness, knowing what I know about that last card. And that last family. I guess that’s how life goes. Up and down. Like that.


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