In memory of Ms. Sopchak. Cannot believe it has been a year…we will have pie tonight in your memory…going to be a tough day for the kids…
It shows up at the end of a movie. Or even a book. It happens after enjoying a warm cup of coffee. Or delicious sweet treat.
It happens.
It comes in all shapes and forms.
And then there is the end…
The one people don’t like to talk about. It stirs up emotions stronger than most of us like to ever feel.
It is hard even when it is expected…after a long beautiful life of up’s and down’s, laughter, sadness, joy…
But sometimes I don’t finish that cup of coffee…it sits till it gets cold and I wind up dumping it out and regretting that I didn’t get to finish all of it…that I didn’t allow myself the time to embrace the moment of me and my cup of coffee.
Or even that book that I was so anxious to read…I get distracted and cannot follow all the stuff in between…
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