Every minute someone leaves this world behind.
We are all in “THE LINE” without knowing it.
We never can know how many people are before us.
We can not move to the back of the line.
We can not step out of the line.
We can not avoid the line.

So while we wait in the line–

Make moments count.
Make priorities.
Make the time.
Make your gifts known.
Make a nobody feel like a somebody.
Make your voice heard.
Make the small things big.
Make someone smile.
Make the change.
Make love.
Make up.
Make peace.
Make sure to tell your people they are loved.
Make sure to have no regrets.
Make sure you are ready.

It’s never so much about what you read

so much as when you read it.          .          .

I’ve read this before and I thought it was great

but when I read it
R  E  A  L L  Y
saw and read it
again yesterday
(though I see it nearly everyday)

It took on a different tone
a way different meaning

after finding out about the COVID death of a friend
and then in a
THUNDEROUS
snap-of-the-finger-quickness
it  was

personal
profound
prominent

I’m a day away from my 26th anniversary this October 31 of doing hospice work
or more
Hospice work doing me
and out of all of the daily lessons and affirmations
one of the biggest take-aways:

GOOD, BAD, RICH, POOR, BLACK/WHITE, HETEROSEXUAL/LGBTQ, YOUNG/OLD, RELIGIOUS/SPIRITUAL/AGNOSTIC,ATHEISTS, REPUBLICAN/DEMOCRAT/INDEPENDENTS 

and yes,  even

HOSPICE Staff and their Families

are not exempt from–

are actually each born with a

terminal sexually transmitted disease

 called

L          I          F          E

It’s not a lie

but a truth

we’ve never been able to eliminate or soften it

no matter what the unanswerable’s
of the

why
what-for
how-come’s
of it all
.       .       .all made all the more horrible by

that   gives

G                    R                    I                    E                    F

its ultimate power and authority

THE   ANSWER

may not be so much the Buddhist

shrug-of-the-shoulder:

“BEFORE ENLIGHTENMENT, CHOP WOOD AND CARRY WATER
  AFTER   ENLIGHTENMENT, CHOP WOOD AND CARRY WATER”

So much as

The antidote and the Porcupine of Grief:

L                  O                  V                  E

If  in  the  end

DEATH

is inevitable

make sure

L  O  V  E

is  inescapable

as we take our place

IN  LINE

Psssssssssssssssssssssst   of   the   DAY:

. . .SO LIVE
live on