Some people complain about their job, their family, their friends; not you.
Some people expect everything to be handed to them without having to work for it; not you.
Some people take what they can get from life without offering much in return; not you.
Some people act like they know everything even when they don’t know anything; not you.
Some people survive cancer, and live a full, joy-filled life; not you.
Some people leave a hole in our hearts when they pass away; that’s you, dear friend, that’s you.
For Kevin & For Mary
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5 comments:
That's a beautiful post Carol. I'm sorry for your loss.
Thanks, Jessica.
Carol, did you write this?
Wow! It is so sad, and yet joyful that you would love someone that much.
Blessings my friend. Mary
Mary, thanks for the kind comments. Yes, I wrote it. Whenever a friend dies from cancer it is especially difficult for me since I'm a cancer survivor. It always makes me wonder why I'm still here and they're not.
Wow! No answers to that one.
We can believe that our work isn't finished yet, we can hope that there is some good we still need to do, yet, when we look our friends in the eye--we know that doesn't make sense for their unfinished lives.
One of the books that helps me is, "When Bad Things Happen to Good People" by Harold Kushner. I have probably bought and given away a couple dozen of that book. Some people love it, some think it is anti religious (even though Mr. Kushner is a Rabbi). You might want to give it a try.
Where are you in Indiana? Anywhere close to Cincinnati? I'll give you a copy if you are close.
Hugs in this difficult time. Mary
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