I don’t think of death often, I mean why should I? Everyone born, must also experience death, right?
But like I said, I don’t think of it often… The other night was one such night. I don’t know if it was a dream or what, but I woke up thinking of those final moments of life. Not for me, well it didn’t start out that way, mind you. But my thoughts were of several of my deceased pets. Some old, some too young.
I don’t know what brought me to those thoughts, but thinking about them, left a heavy heart in my chest.
And that’s just the pets… Never mind the people.
Ahhh, but death is just another part of the journey.
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