Captured in Time
I saw a photo today of a beautiful girl that I knew a long time ago.
She passed away about five or ten years back (who knows how long - time has a way of tricking you)
Yet:
There she was in the photo, smiling, radiant, and I imagine that her beauty is what caught my eye, but I had to remind myself that she was gone.
And still, it bothered me all day, because she truly isn’t.
She’s right there and in the hearts of all who knew and loved her.
And it got me thinking about all the people who have walked this earth.
So many lives, with all their hopes and thoughts and lives and troubles.
They say that you die twice:
Once when your physical body falters and again when the last person who knew you passes on, but the energy of all those lives is what powers the universe.
And of course there’s the thought that we need to cherish every day because who knows when it may be our last…
…was good to see my old friend and think about her a little while.
She hasn’t gone anywhere yet.
Her life was captured in time, and she’s still around.
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