Wednesday, December 28, 2016

Thoughts - December 27, 2016

Things don't so much end as disappear. They don't so much begin as turn up. You think there will be a time to say goodbye, but people have often gone before you know about it. And I don't just mean the dying.”
― Rachel Joyce, The Love Song of Miss Queenie Hennessy.
As I neared the end of this book one night, curled up under a soft blanket and a purring cat, the words above jumped out and gently grabbed me. How many people have slipped away into the mist of memory, elusive and sometimes resistant to pleas and hands reaching out - or, more likely, without us even realizing. Often it is simply a matter of our fluid world. We move on, change jobs, finish school. Yet there are those who are forever imprinted on our minds and hearts. We want one more time to hold their hands, exchange hugs, laugh and converse, ask their forgiveness, tell them how much we love them. Let them know they made a difference in our lives. - Beth Almond Ford

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