*Sympathy* My friend Francoius died recently too (I posted a topic about it a while back). I never did get depressed over Francois's death, because he had muscular dystrophy, meaning he couldn't move his muscles properly, and couldn't exercise. I saw him deteriorate, and when I first heard about his heart problems, I knew from then on that he didn't have too much longer to go. I kind of expected it, actually, so in a way I wasn't that badly off.
You have to remember that if a loved one dies, they are still alive in your heart, you mind, and all around you. Also the fact that the world is not a nice place most of the time is another factor. Dead people are lucky in a way. They no longer have to continue the hard struggle of living.
- DH
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