All Who Are Born Are Always Dying.

The Fact Is, There Is No Foundation, No Secure Ground, Upon Which People May Stand Today If It Isn’t The Family. If You Don’t Have The Support And Love And Caring And Concern That You Get From A Family, You Don’t Have Much At All. Love Is So Supremely Important. As Our Great Poet Auden Said, ‘love Each Other Or Perish’.

A Wind Blew, And The Sand Around His Drawing Scattered. He Wrapped His Fingers Inside His Wife's, And Father Time Rekindled A Connection He Had Only Ever Had With Her. He Surrendered To That Sensation And Felt The Final Drops Of Their Lives Touch One Another, Like Water In A Cave, Top Meets Bottom, Heaven Meets Earth. As Their Eyes Closed, A Different Set Of Eyes Opened, And They Rose From The Ground As A Shared South, Up And Up, A Sun And A Moon In A Single Sky.

You Were One Person, And You Changed The World.

All That Happens When Your Dreams Come True Is A Slow, Melting Realization That It Wasn't What You Thought.

Accept The Past As Past, Without Denying It Or Discarding It.