Time is something that continues throughout life. Because time is omnipresent, we ignore it or don’t use it wisely.
Death, specifically the death of a loved one, is what wakes us and shakes us. It strips alway facades and protective walls we erect and exposes us to reality. It is only then we see what is important.
We are rich with time and always have it until we don’t.
Friday, June 5, 2020
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