Not much to say really. Our friend Bruce is now at the end of his endgame. Perhaps by now, it is over even. Soon though.
He chose to be completely open about the stages of his dying over the past year, and it has been such a privilege for those of us, his friends, that he shared ...not his experience with us, that would be ridiculous to say, we haven't suffered the gradual takeover of the body as he has, but his experience of the experience.
Not long ago, he said it was like being pecked to death by a thousand chickens coming at him from all directions.
It's such a loss, such a great loss.
And Bruce mate, I know you don't believe, but we WILL see you again.
Peace be with you.
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sniffle.
- Karen
'When the sun sets on a perfect day, a day that's been one in a million; only a fool regrets that it's over.
The day was here, now it's gone. The wise person remembers the joy of that day, not the sadness of the sunset.'
Thinking of you all. xx
Thanks Sleepy, an interesting analogy too.
Bruce has passed on now, although he would say died, since he didn't believe in God or an afterlife.
May he rest in peace.
Thank Hans Christian Anderson, his words.
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