Some die young

I was blissfully unaware of the meaning of my last post. Yesterday evening I received the terrible news – a dear friend had passed earlier that day.

Far too soon, measured against the length of an average life.

Death is still impossible for me to comprehend.
One minute you are here, filled with thoughts, feelings, maybe even pain.
And the next… you are something, somewhere else.
Something we will never understand until we get there ourselves. And will we understand?

This life is now.
Do what you long to do.
Be true to yourself – and above all, be kind.
What is a life if kindness does not prevail?

I will keep my promise to my friend.
Her story will be told.


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