As I move through life and try to find my place in understanding the meaning of it all, death and loss and continuing on. Two poems give great comfort, Death is nothing at all. Do not stand by my grave and weep. We try to move on with peace and gratitude, do all our things to clean the path as we walk on. The simple answer for me though is death shows us love and love is all we have, love is what we leave behind as we blow in the wind.
Monday, March 30, 2026
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