we don’t lose our people who move into the next adventure there’s nothing lost they brought to our lives, our world everything is here available everywhere contributions remain it doesn’t end presence extends moments remembered memory embraced legacy retraced death isn’t final life is eternal the physical may burn the spiritual will churn we never lose our loves that move into the next adventure
Category: Family
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loss
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good measure
You can’t measure a person by their character by their faith by their stature the way they express themselves the good they do for others You can’t measure a person by their honesty by their goodness by their giving the level of hope they have the amount of grief they’ve endured You can’t measure a person by their friends by their grudges by their money the love of family in their heart the moments they missed The only good measure for anyone is how much you’ll miss them when they’re gone
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sixty-five
“With All My Love”, I always say
But clearly that’s not true
For our love grows with every day
And it’s all because of youWith every year that passes by
A more beautiful woman I see
And even though you’re sixty-five
You’re still nineteen to meHappy Birthday Catherine
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missed minutes of heaven
That time you drove past the single mom Changing a tire in the rain You didn’t stop to help And missed a few minutes of palpable joy Or when you scolded the dad at the store Buying last minute diapers With a screaming child And brought hell into play for your own peace And the time your child needed comfort After being laughed at in school Instead you quoted A long dead maxim that ignored opportunity You open a door that is quickly slammed When you rush intimacy Into gratification without gentleness And the chance to whisper love instead of shout You miss minutes of heaven every day When you are not present Not looking for moments To bring joy and love to the world you have May you see that you have enough heaven To last for eternity In your moments on earth Time only matters in the realm of kindness
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reaping and sowing
You Reap what you Sow What a wonderful concept to live by Karma is not a bitch rather mischaracterized It’s a lifelong pursuit of the Good True Beautiful Planting these firmly in good soil Along your path Beside the way The sprouts of your journey You may never see Those who follow behind will reap the Benefit Fruit Harvest Results from the life you lead Among your friends Within your family They Reap what you Sow For a wonder full future world
