My friend Ben

Today, we gather not to mourn the passing of our dear friend Ben, but to celebrate a life that brought us immeasurable joy and love.

In the words of an old adage, "As is a tale, so is a life: Not how long it is, but how good it is, is what matters." 
Ben’s life was a testament to the goodness he shared with everyone around them. 
He embodied love, kindness, and compassion.

"Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart."
Ben had a remarkable ability to find joy in life's simple pleasures. 
Whether it was a shared smile, a warm embrace, or a moment of quiet understanding, 
He taught us the profound impact of life's smallest treasures.

"May you touch dragonflies and stars, dance with fairies, and talk to the moon." 
As we bid farewell, we imagine our friend embarking on a new adventure, 
surrounded by the enchantment of the universe.
May they find peace and beauty in the dragonflies, stars, fairies, and the gentle whispers of the moon.

"Always in our hearts, always on my mind, forever in my heart." 
Though our friend may no longer be with us physically, his presence remains eternally in our hearts and minds. 
We carry his love, laughter, and wisdom, a constant source of comfort and inspiration.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Dietrich Avatar
December 27, 2023 at 2:52 PM
Wow this would sure sound great bring read at one's funeral. Such a grand tribute
George Avatar
December 22, 2023 at 4:10 AM
What a lovely tribute to your friend- Ben. He hasn't lived in vain, if he could leave such beautiful memories behind. Indeed a death worth celebrating . I can sense the intimacy you feel for your friend, dear Jay. Beautifully articulated.
Lane Avatar
December 21, 2023 at 11:11 AM
oh, my Jay. I know exactly what you mean, and I'm very sorry you lost your friend, Ben. It really does happen that "Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart." Tomorrow will one year since a friend to many of us in PS passed. He will be remembered in tribute. Losing them hurts, but they DO live in our hearts.
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