comment of the day:
death is the great divider. i went to a funeral recently. the lady had lost her husband of nearly sixty years.
as we all stood there by the open grave in the driving rain and the coffin was lowered into the cold dark earth I remember thinking “She will never see him, never feel his arm around her, never hear his voice ever again…”
I looked over at her and she was inconsolable, and even though I hardly knew him I felt sad for her.
Death is the Great Divider.
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