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Celebrating Life

We lose loved ones friends enemies. The impact of the heart of that lost one is felt like a ripple in a pond. Love and loss is part of the natural order. It's internment, it's reuniting, it's grief and happiness. The thought of living with an emptiness a hollow spot inside our hearts and mind. It's the seed of hope as well as the seed of doubt. The hope that they are in a better state a better place without pain and suffering. And the doubt that we will ever be the same now that their gone. But time moves forward but there are wounds time can't heal. So we celebrate while we are here and when we go we celebrate life just the same.

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