I lost two friends recently, one after a year-long illness and the other out of the blue, a sudden, tragic accident.
Although I didn’t see them often, I still find it strange they’re gone. If I wanted to pick up the phone and call, they wouldn’t be there. Like actors on a stage they took their bows and made their exits. They lived out their allotted time. And like all living creatures, I’m left wondering where the hell they went.
We hear about death each day, most of the time far away, but sometimes it draws closer. After my second friend died, I saw how human concerns seem trivial but are still comforting. Should we get an organic turkey for Thanksgiving? Should we trade in our son’s car? What’s the best company for an energy audit? Bills need to be paid and errands run and the house cleaned. The deceased are free of all that.
Now in late Fall, days are getting shorter and colder. Leaves once green have lived out their lives, swirling down in golden spirals. With death comes a renewed appreciation for friends and loved ones. We’re all we’ve got left, like survivors huddled together on an island. Someday we’ll each take our bow and make our exit. But in the meantime, all we can do is live life and enjoy — laugh like her and hold up wine to the light like him. Take a sip and close our eyes.
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