Remembering Mike

Much has happened.

Mike passed away 8/27/18 at home in his room, it will be seven months tomorrow. We were there. Vickie at his right side, Barbara at his left and me at the foot of the bed. We witnessed his final breath...he quietly slipped away.

I was thinking yesterday, he has been gone long enough (as though he went on an extended vacation), time for him to come home, time to sit and have a long conversation about everything and nothing. I miss my friend, I miss my brother.

Life continues on as with any loss the empty space disappears among the noise of responsibility and the chatter of the mundane.

The years change our perception and understanding of life. When we're young we feel immortal that endless summers await. In the autumn of our years, we realize there is much more behind us than what lies ahead. Am I in the winter of life, God only knows? For me, I am acting as if it's still autumn, for the foundation of this season is experience, knowledge, and wisdom.

Wiser decision making - less impulsiveness - m