Friday, March 21, 2014

Obituary

When I die,
make sure
my obituary
reads:

she laughed,
breathed,
loved
and wrote.

(shared with The Imaginary Garden)

11 comments:

  1. Hey! That's what I want mine to say, too!

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  2. Amen. Makes a fine epitaph, too.

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  3. You're thinking way way ahead.

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  4. A fitting epitaph for a loving soul and poet.

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  5. I don't want to write your obituary!!!!! It will be to hard to see through my tears! OK I will since you already wrote it for me. But don't expect me to sing. This was a really heavy truth put down in a very few super honed lines. Just the awesomeness I expect from you time and again. Lovely.

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  6. Simple and succinctly beautiful. Nicely Kenia!

    Hank

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  7. In present time, please!

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  8. Your friends don't want to think of your obituary, but, as you've handed this to us, all we can do is admire it. It is you, my dear Kenia, in a very few words.
    Earlier this month, I attended a service for my niece's husband. He was sick for a long time, and wrote exactly what he wanted my niece, his brother, and the minister to read. It was amazing. We laughed and we cried.

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  9. …and therefore her voice remains with us :)

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  10. Lovely - I would like that too.
    Anna :o]

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