Well said, Bill.
I sometimes wish I could come up with a "belief system," but I never seem to be
able to do so. I just think of dead as dead and gone as gone. When I go -- yes,
another euphemism -- I don't expect to drift up into Heaven and meet all my
departed -- another euphemism -- loved ones playing their harps. Anyway, I've
never liked harp music.
But if there's really anything to this stuff, maybe I'm just headed for
Lucifer's place.
Walt
--
"Anything more than 500 yards from
the car just isn't photogenic." --
Edward Weston
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From: NSURIT@xxxxxxx
>
> On Feb. 3, 1989, my mother made her transition (a euphemism which fits into
> my belief system.) There is hardly a day that goes by that I don't notice
> her presence in my life. When she died, by intention there were no words
> left
> unsaid. She knew absolutely by my words and deeds that I loved her and I
> gave her credit for having the commitment to me that allowed me to enjoy a
> happy and successful life. This acknowledgement, I say, is important to
> those who
> have made a difference in your life. Each day I consciously express my love
> in many ways to my family, as I know that these expressions will continue to
> touch them and others, long after I am gone.
>
> Moose, my thoughts are with you during these difficult times and know that
> as time passes, you will continue to notice your mother's positive presence
> in
> your life. That experience for me continues the joy my mother was for me as
> a mother and as a human being.
>
> Bill Barber
>
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