“Every man has two deaths, when he is buried in the ground and the last time someone says his name. In some ways men can be immortal.”

Ernest Hemingway

Father in Heaven

I started to learn something today, when a person dies they die twice once when they are buried and but they continue to live as long as someone keep the stories of that love one alive. Loss is, sadly, a part of life there is no way to avoid it. We can, however, control how we remember the people we’ve lost. A long time I’ve grieved on the loss of people I’ve cared about way to long and never got to say good bye too, over the years. Now that I become older it time to live my life and make my own adventure, I know I have a little ways to go before making that happen but I know with faith I’m getting closer to doing just that fulfill my lifelong dream’s and goals.

For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” 

Jeremiah 29:11

So the lesson I’ve learned even thought I have heart broken for long enough due to not being able to say good bye, wounds heal and people move on but we can all always keep the love ones alive as long as we keep them in are heart and tell the stories and memories of them as long as we are alive.