August 31, 2009

The Passing of Two Men

This past week, two men in my family died. I don't think they ever met, as they were from different sides of my family. One was old, my father's stepfather, a man with a full life who was ready to rest. The other was young, my cousin's son, nineteen years old. At the moment, my mind is full of how different these two men and their deaths are, yet the same too; they are both loved and missed.


  1. I'm really sorry for your losses, Shelly.

  2. I don't know what to say that sounds right. I'm thinking of you and your family and sending my love.

  3. I'm so sorry and offer my condolences to you and your family.