This is a new experience for me. I have never lost a friend or family member suddenly. Both of my parents and Roos Dad had some warning, as did our friend Sally. I thought I knew how fragile life is, but this was a rude awakening. I'm shocked!
I feel so bad for Jean and Lish and Ben (his son), and of course for my own son. I want to go there and fix everything, but alas this is not a leaky roof, or a broken toilet.
We will however do every thing within our power to support them all. For the obvious reasons, but also because it is good for Claudette and I.
This is one of my favourite pictures of all time. While it may seem ordinary enough it was actually quite a significant time. This picture was taken shortly after I met John, (the second day I believe) and I think it tells a thousand words. We were already comfortable with each other.
I decided to give myself a workout break, and I think I'm gonna take tomorrow off too. I think that will be good for me as well. I distracted myself by working on my post fire, fence repairs.
"The timing of death, like the ending of a story, gives a changed meaning to what preceded it."---Mary Catherine Bateson
I feel so bad for Jean and Lish and Ben (his son), and of course for my own son. I want to go there and fix everything, but alas this is not a leaky roof, or a broken toilet.
We will however do every thing within our power to support them all. For the obvious reasons, but also because it is good for Claudette and I.
This is one of my favourite pictures of all time. While it may seem ordinary enough it was actually quite a significant time. This picture was taken shortly after I met John, (the second day I believe) and I think it tells a thousand words. We were already comfortable with each other.
I decided to give myself a workout break, and I think I'm gonna take tomorrow off too. I think that will be good for me as well. I distracted myself by working on my post fire, fence repairs.
And of course my primary distraction was the same as always. I got these cool pics for that part of the day, and I have no idea how.
My grandson is a ghost, and my granddaughter is also showing a tendency towards transparency. Pretty weird eh?
And that's it. I think tomorrow we're gonna head back to Kitchener to see what we can do to help the Zadilsky's get up this ugly hill they've been asked to climb. Please send them any spare energy you may have.
In the fantasy series I've been reading there is a tribe of people that refer to death as ''waking up from the dream''. I like that thought.
And do you think it's really possible that those that have died can look back on the rest of us? I like that idea as well, and with that in mind I want to ask John what he thinks of my fence? You can bet dollars to donuts that he would tell me the truth!!
...more amazing thoughts...
"The timing of death, like the ending of a story, gives a changed meaning to what preceded it."---Mary Catherine Bateson
Love
Peter
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