My Friend is Dead. She died this Dawn Without a Murmur
By Randle Loeb on Jun 3, 2008 | In Caring and Surviving, Citizenship and Stewards By Randle Loeb
MY FRIEND IS GONE. SHE IS IN MY HEART. MY HEART BEATS ON, YET IT SKIPS ONCE LESS EVERY TIME.
In this moment one realizes that life is more precious than .......
One sees clearly the value of love and commitment. The reasons why we are here are laid out and we see that reality is not a sit com, a virtual reality of fake games on unscripted shows, an episode of giving things away, a talk show, a joke, a melodrama.
It is relationship in its utter and simplest form, commitment and caring, sharing and letting go of pretense. It is the attention and happiness that we feel when we see the other and the feeling that life was not the same before she entered in one's life and that she will always be there and always was there.
Can any drama be so real and evoke so much meaning?
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