Strolling through my virtual village I encountered a gentle and sad reminder that the time we are given together might not be forever - both the skypainter and me were reminded that every day we have together is precious and special and a present.
And again I thought that when nature decides to form the human heart in a different way that means challenges and fight, but it also means special gifts and talents and a deeper insight and understanding into life and its true nature.
We never met this man, but from what I could gather he was most beloved and enriched the lifes of friends and family around him.
We spend a few hours yesterday reading and talking about a man that we never met, but his life has a strong story that spun a colourful thread and was rich and full.
Talking about it allowed us to communicate our fears and hopes. We were able to talk about the possibility of loss, a threat that sometimes seems to overshadow and spoil the time that is given to us. We were able to deal with it and accept it.
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