Laughter becomes a sad echo of days gone by as happy memories fade to painful reminders of what can never be again.
The glistening morning dew goes unnoticed as blue jays and butterflies flutter by, their beauty muted by darker things.
Sunshine burns hot against the face but no longer warms the heart.
Sleep offers only uncertain shadows instead of dreams of hopeful tomorrows. And drowsy morning slumber breathes back to life sad realities.
The only certainty, that fleeting seasons shall lead us here once more.
Death changes everything.
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Note by John Pete:
Death changes everything, but there is always hope. I believe God walks in all things, and that death has a purpose and reason; not necessarily how death occurs, but death and separation from this human life itself. This life is temporary for all of us and only by leaving it one day in God’s time can we move beyond the pain and challenges that are a part of it. Many strive to live our lives to the fullest and experience the spiritual growth offered to us while we are here, with God as a beacon in the darkness that will guide us Home.