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Death Needs No Invitation September 9, 2011

Posted by nrhatch in Magick & Mystery, Spirit & Ego.
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Today has been strange, sad, and wondrous.

Outside on the deck this morning, I distinctly heard someone call, “Nancy.”  

I looked around. 

No one there. 

I checked with BFF.  Not him. 

Strange.

Prompted by inner urgings, perhaps the still silent voice, I paged through The Journey ~ a  novel started but not finished two years ago during NaNoWriMo  (National Novel Writing Month) ~ intending to share a portion in today’s post.

After reading through a few chapters on-line, I looked around for a hard copy and realized I’d never printed out the first draft. 

After pressing “print,” I began babysitting the printing process . . . to avoid paper jams in my archaic printer. 

Mid-print, the first child I ever babysat for called to say his father had died this morning of a heart attack. 

Physically, Dave had been doing well for his age (84), but his cognitive abilities had deteriorated.  A nursing home loomed on the horizon.   

A journey’s end.

Sad.

Perhaps it was Dave calling out to me one last time before he exited stage left?

Wondrous.

Life flows from horizon to horizon, rarely revealing the time remaining.   Are we nearing the end of the journey . . . or do we have miles to go before we sleep? 

Life is uncertain
Death needs no invitation
Don’t postpone your dreams

Rest in Peace, Dave (June 10, 1927 ~ September 9, 2011).  Know this . . . you fit a lot of life and love into that dash.  You’ll be missed. 

Namaste.