All the memories come crowding in around the news, and I'm left a little more bereft. Each time, the shock and grief give way to the sadness that the world has lost another soul much too soon.
Amy loved horses and never strayed for too long or too far from her beloved Chicago.
Robin lived in Berkeley, Calif., but settled in Kauai, Hawai'i.
Dale was an enormous teddy bear of a man who found a community and a home in south Florida.
What's spooking me more than anything is that I still believe I'm too young to be losing so many contemporaries.
And yet obviously, I'm not.
Rest in peace, Amy, Robin and Dale.
5 comments:
Thinking of you. Hugs.
So sorry David, I suspect that it will never feel right to lose family or friends no matter what our age. Loss is Gods way of reminding us of the gift of life.
Sorry to hear this, David. What a bad string of luck. Even if you're not too old for it, 3 in 6 weeks is an awful lot.
Beautiful tribute to them, though. I didn't know them, but you made me feel like I did.
Sorry for your loss, David. Beside missing their individual personalities, I know this is a lot on top of the loss of your beloved Rabbi. Breathe deep and hope to follow Marc's comment -- focusing on the gift of life.
I'm so sorry, David.
It's always so hard, so painful.
My friends and I are dealing with the death of a 23 year old who died suddenly. He was bright, accomplished, kind, well-loved by everyone who knew him. It is so difficult to comprehend that he's not in the world anymore.
Marge
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