From three years ago… the original comments, which can be found here are very special to me as well.
I hate saying goodbye.
I’m not good at it. I never have been.
I don’t know what is worse, saying goodbye, or not being able to say goodbye. I have experienced both.
Endings are hard.
Some people let them roll of their back and quickly move on. The rest of us struggle.
One of the most poignant thoughts I ever read about endings came from Robert Anderson’s play “I Never Sang For My Father.”
“Death ends a life, but it does not end a relationship, which struggles on in the survivor’s mind towards some final resolution, some clear meaning, which it perhaps never finds.”
With the anniversary of September 11th approaching, I feel vulnerable. Not physically but emotionally. And it somehow feels necessary to remind all the special people in my life how much they mean to me.
Consider yourself told.
May G-d bless you and yours.
In Memoriam – 9/11. For everyone who suffered on that horrific day… I wish you and your loved ones peace.
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