Howdy folks. I know I've been MIA for a minute, but here I am. A lot of things have been going on and it's taken me awhile to process it all. Mostly, it's been about my grandfather, James. It's been a little over a year since he passed away, and it still hurts. Not as bad, but bad enough.
To keep it short, sweet, and simple, death is only the beginning. Cliched, I know, but it's the truth. Wallowing in despair isn't going to bring your loved one back. If you do what the Good Book says, you'll see them again very soon. We as human beings are selfish. We want to stay on this earth forever, but the earth itself isn't going to be here forever, so we have no right to lay claim to everything in it, including each other. The Most High was gracious enough to give us the time we have, so we must be gracious enough to accept our fate. The last thing our loved ones want for us is pain.
Side note: Strangely enough, my Papa came to me in a dream about a week after we buried him. Basically, he said, "Look, I'm fine. Don't worry about me. I'm where I need to be. Now, dry it up and move on before I tear you up."*sigh* Good ole J.E.
Moral of the story is: not living the lives we're blessed with is an insult to those who are no longer with us. In remembrance of those you've lost, be the best you can be.
♥TO J.E. ADAMS, JR.: I love you and I miss you dearly. I can't wait to see you and Nana again. Hoo-rah! ♥
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