LOVE in Dying…

No vast accumulations of wealth and power can or should stop it, we all eventually one day die, it matters not how life was lived or survived; weak or strong, rich or poor. In the end as the shadow across the light of this life grows long and fear of the unknown creeps into the last of our waking thoughts, we all want and need the same one thing, to know that we are not alone, to know that we will be remembered, to know that we are loved; even if in just one heart we are held dear. Their touch making the cold of our shallow breaths not so, comforting our grief and regret stricken mind, easing the terror. Wishing us gently, goodnight, sweet dreams, travel well. I knew your soul and I will see you again someday, when we are whole, when we are home…

just LOVE…
Kip Baldwin
“When I was younger, I could remember anything, whether it had happened or not; but my faculties are decaying now and soon I shall be so I cannot remember any but the things that never happened. It is sad to go to pieces like this but we all have to do it.” ~ Mark TwainImage

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