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Sep 2016
My friend, I beg of you.
Go and grieve.

Go to a funeral, a wake, a memorial service.
Let it be a man you do not know.

Sit among his friends, his family, his lovers.
Hear their stories.

Share in their laughter, their tears.
Feel with them, my friend.

Go, and remember sadness.
Remember beauty.

In death, there is both.

There is the sadness of absence,
And the beauty of love.

My friend,
Go, and be surrounded by all the range of human emotion.
Go, and experience all the range of human emotion.
Go, and laugh with this stranger's friends.
Go, and cry with this stranger's friends.

Go, and be a friend to strangers as a stranger among friends.

Go, and do not take this life for granted.
Written after attending a professor's memorial service
Frank DeRose
Written by
Frank DeRose  New Market, MD
(New Market, MD)   
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