I stood there transfixed, bathed in the flickering light of the black and white set, which was eerily quiet. Only the sound of horse hooves plodding along the black asphalt broke the silence, a team of white horses pulling a black box draped with an American flag. Leading them, a cadre of soldiers and sailors some with rifles and others carrying flags.
“What is it?” I asked.
“A funeral procession.” she replied.
“Who died?”
“The President.” she answered quietly.
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It has been a little more than three years since, what was for me—and a few others, that fateful Saturday in November, and I find myself drawing this story to a close. The journey I have walked since that day has been as difficult as it is rewarding and as terrifying as it is wonderful. Continue reading
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I was settling in for the evening one night not long ago. When I arrived home, my wife, Heidi, handed me a package. I opened it to find a book from a friend 5,000 miles away in Nottingham, UK. It was a book her son wrote in the form of a collection of blog entries in the wake of a heartbreaking diagnosis. Accompanying it was a hand written greeting:
“Hello Guy.
Strange, isn’t it, how small the world has now become, but how it is still the universal things of love and loss that unite us?
I am pretty sure that our sons would have liked each other—they have so many shared traits. They left the world too early but changed the lives of those who carry on.
Ours can sometimes be an intolerable burden but it can be easier to bear sometimes when you come across a fellow traveler and stop to chew the fat for a while.
With very best wishes,
Kay”
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