Death is what's closest to infinity's beauty.
Death is what's closest to infinity's beauty.My ol' Grand Pa' died on sunday morning.
He was born in 1919, yeah quite a while ago isnt it ?. His latest years were tough, too sick to do anything but looking through the narrower window of his pain, behind the curtains of his dispair. Yes that is some sort of sad story : he left hope, he felt bad, lots of pain within the body and into the soul, he was everything but alive - not literally speaking though - until sunday's breakout.
I hope you feel better now : at the very least nothing at all. You deserve it ! More than anyone. You had a great life - amazing AFAIK, I'm sure you'll never forget it, don't let the bitter taste of the last steps prior to the finishing line question the happiness of the big void.
Many thanx pal/t.
Pat est mort dimanche
Pat est mort dimancheTu n'avais jamais réussi à me faire parler anglais alors que ceux qui lisent ceci fassent l'effort de lire l'autre onglet... I would have been nothing if it wasn't you.
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kat said:
Monday, July 2, 2007 at 18:04
I'm sitting in front of my computer, not knowing what to write although I'd like to answer. You know I saw a flame in Pat's glance and this is the memory I'll keep of him. That's what I call hope... But I know he was tired and his body suffered with pain. I know he's fine and he's proud of you, watching you from where he is. Life is strange... I only saw your message today but I wrote something myself the same day as you did. Death is not the end... And the persons we love live as long as we remember them.
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Archange said:
Monday, July 2, 2007 at 18:09
I know, I'm watching from time to time your blog but it hasn't evolve a lot lately ;) Many thx for your comment :)
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Olivier said:
Wednesday, July 4, 2007 at 07:48
Deepest sympathy on the loss of your grand pa'.
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Archange said:
Wednesday, July 4, 2007 at 10:35
Many Thanx Olivier. Actually I was thinking to send you an email on another matter, I'll do it right now !