I was very sad when I lost somebody near and dear to me. I was on the verge of collapse. I didn’t know how I could carry on. I worked very hard to make ends meet. Life became better when I grew confident at taking care of myself. Now, I tell others not to collapse. Keep going. Life does get better.
One day, a naive woman decided to drop by her neighbor’s house to pass her a good book. Her neighbor’s husband was out of town for work. She was a long time coming and the woman opened the door wearing nothing but a towel. Then a man’s voice said, “Who is it, Honey?” You know that voice was not her husband’s voice.
This post honors all people who have died during the past week. I was deeply touched by the sudden and untimely death of a young man in my local community. Thousands of others have mourned his passing. More so because he was taken even before his prime. He was posed to make a comeback in his career. He had prepared his foundations to switch his career path, albeit in the same industry. His body is returned to earth, but his spirit soars free in the Universe.
The writing website’s picture prompt photo suggests that a man (or person) is in the night sky of the galaxy, floating with the constellations of stars. I would like to imagine that the deceased man’s spirit is liberated to soar even higher than his mortal body would. I want to say that I see him in the sky.