Childhood play and growing up... this one sucker-punched me hard

[Aunt Marg]

Reading this again brought back another sad memory from my past. When I was 15yrs old I became friends with a girl in my class. She invited me to spend Sunday with her and her friends. There were seven of us there that day. One was a boy that is my husband. All of the other 5 have passed away.4 of them were even in my wedding party. None of them even made it to their 40's.

That is so heartbreaking.

 

[Keesha]

Marg, Love you like a sister but you and I DO HAVE completely different outlooks on what happens after death.
In my truths, LIFE GOES ON THROUGH ETERNITY. In yours, blackness after death.
There is no way I can convince you of eternal life, all possibilities, expanding consciousness, more and more beginnings,
It would be futile for me to try.
"One convinced against his will,
is of the same opinion still."
I'm saying this to ease your anguish, not to argue philosophy; This is why we must appreciate every moment! It's gone now.
I have to say, your lament brings an ACUTENESS to REALLY CONNECTING, REALLY ENGAGING IN THE MOMENT! Cherish the good times and appreciate the bad times, for lessons are learned.
Don't be sad, my friend. I promise you will have all these moments again! Wonders upon wonders are ahead for you!

My beliefs also.