Daily Post Photo Challenge: Time
This collage immediately came to mind when I saw this week’s photo challenge. This is part of my collection of Soul Collage cards I made about eight years ago. This is my “death” card. My interpretation was probably much different eight years ago than it is now, so I won’t really bother. What is your take?
Two years ago today, I lost my dear friend, Harisa Kapetanovic. A stroke took her at a very young age. She was one of the kindest people I’ve ever known. She was from Bosnia and visited her home every summer with her husband and son. We used to joke about the way she pronounced words or couldn’t quite think of the appropriate English word sometimes. She was kind, fun, smart, and compassionate.
About a week before she died, I called her anxiously wondering if she could help me with a work problem and she answered the phone saying, “Hello friend.” I will never forget how my anxiety faded and I just acheter du kamagra. Despite the language barrier, she always had a way with words.
You are missed every day, Harisa. I know you are making many angel friends.
This week, I heard of the passing of three people to whom I am connected. Two of them are old friends and one is the son of a colleague. I haven’t seen either one of the friends in years, but thanks to the magic of social media, I’ve kept up with them a bit.
Mikey Glasgow, husband and father, lost his long battle with cancer at the age of 51. I knew him in San Diego, where he was friends with two of my brothers. We always had a little “thing” for each other but never really acted on it. He was my tour guide whenever I made a trip out there. He took me to the San Diego Zoo, one of the best in the country. I will always remember that day. RIP, Mikey.
David Morley, husband and father, took his own life. He suffered from Disembarkment Syndrome. He is married and has four sons. We went to high school together in the early 80’s. He was a good guy in high school and from the messages I see from his current friends, it looks like that hasn’t changed. My heart breaks for his family.
Lee, a five year old boy, died from Timothy Syndrome. His mother is a fellow Fundanoodle Ambassador. I never met either one of them, but I am a mother and can imagine the devastation.
Love and light to the families of these angels.