Grief is the price we pay for loving others. And I pay it willingly; but
I think we have no real choice but to love.
My sweet friend left this world on July fifth. I didn't feel ready to
to talk about it for a long while. For his sake, I'm very glad it's over;
he did suffer, not so much pain, but frustration, and he was just
tired of everything. I'm missing him, and I don't think I'm feeling
the full weight of it yet. It's still hard to believe he won't be
around.
All of you, thank you for your loving thoughts! If you didn't express
them in words, don't worry at all - I felt them! (That too is the deal.)
I can't tell you h