For those who have passed on.
In a couple of days I will run through the paper banner that states in bold letters, “ONE MONTH†and I will feel the satisfaction of finishing the race.
Except, when I run through, I’ll discover that the race has not truly ended. As I look down the path, I can see an uninterrupted flow of paper banners that state the oncoming months.
“JANUARY, FEBRUARY, MARCH”
When someone you love dies, the journey to normalcy is long and monotonous. It’s running through banners after banners until the words become a blur and the sound of the starting pistol becomes vibrations that echo out of your ears.
I can understand […]
