Tag: Death

His only grandson was born eight months before his final breath.

Lab with two stuffed toys in his mouth
Jack is not a dog, not a raccoon, nor a hedge hog (all of them are in this pic)

 

Jack – a father, not the traveling bear – would have been 80 yesterday (May 19). He raised a son and daughter in Spring Grove, Pennsylvania.

His only grandson was born eight months before his final breath.

Weird how these moments in life come and go.

What emotions should we focus on?

What was lost?

What could have been?

Grateful we got anything at all?

Make the best of it.

Bonus video of Jack the Bear in Alaska (for real):

 

 

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We must find our own peace and contentment

Business card
Best place to get a card like this is at this place

 

He told his friend he thought about the previous night’s conversation and wanted to say his goodbyes now, at dinner.

His friend had said how he has suffered enough in his life and that death would be a welcomed relief. He wasn’t contemplating suicide, but simply stating that if he died, his pain would be gone.

Fear is a bloody liar. So the conversation last night included a goodbye, just to bring peace to the joyful person.

Pretty sure it caught the tired person off guard.

Authenticity is strength. And peace.

No secrets.

But still use our best judgement.

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