I like to think that my departed Friend had been Brave in this sense while he was alive … I like to think that he had filled his life with Meaning-full moments before he lay down for his final rest … I like to think that he could lay in peace on his deathbed and calmly reflect in deep Contentment upon a life truly well-lived .
Personally , I knew him as an exceptionally Kind man , and I feel honored to have known him . His life was a beacon of laughter , and yet it is his death that I honor today — a passing that reminds me that my life too is priceless ; that I too have only a few days left upon which to make my mark for Goodness ; that I too must live today as though it is my last — that I must live today for Love .
Thank you for that , Horst … Rest in Peace , my Friend .
“ When the commonplace ‘ We must all die ’ transforms itself into the acute consciousness ‘ I must die – and soon ,’ then death grapples us , and his fingers are cruel … Afterwards , he comes to fold us in his arms as our mother did , and our last moment of dim earthly discerning becomes like the first .” ~ George Eliot
( in loving memory of Horst Boss , who passed onward yesterday after 79 years of Love & Laughter )
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