I dont do loss well. Its not something I like to visit and share. Its a hurtful time I prefer to do alone. I dont send cards. I dont do memorial tanks. I dont pretend it didnt happen, but neither do I make it the focus of my day. I cry. I grieve. I mourn. I hurt. I regret. I WISH. Death is a part of a life. Its the hardest part we have to deal with. I just offer a hug, and understanding, as we all mourn the loss of a friend. Byrds – Turn! Turn! Turn! Lyrics: To everything, turn, turn, turn. There is a season, turn, turn, turn. And a time to every purpose under heaven. A time to be born, a time to die. A time to plant, a time to reap. A time to kill, a time to heal. A time to laugh, a time to weep. To everything, turn, turn, turn. There is a season, turn, turn, turn. And a time to every purpose under heaven. A time to build up, a time to break down. A time to dance, a time to mourn. A time to cast away stones. A time to gather stones together. To everything, turn, turn, turn. There is a season, turn, turn, turn. And a time to every purpose under heaven. A time of love, a time of hate. A time of war, a time of peace. A time you may embrace. A time to refrain from embracing. To everything, turn, turn, turn. There is a season, turn, turn, turn. And a time to every purpose under heaven. A time to gain, a time to lose. A time to rend, a time to sow. A time for love, a time for hate. A time for peace, I swear its not too late.
Posted on: Mon, 30 Jun 2014 09:47:38 +0000
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