… the two that created me again here on earth. I’m hopeful that we’ll meet again somewhere, someday again though. The emptiness in me is beyond description.

My Father passed in 2019 at 93. Three days before his 94th. My mother passed at 95 this past week. I don’t care to live that long nor do I care to wither away like they both did. They did it their way though. They left in dignity surrounded by those that loved them so very dearly though.

I’d much rather enter the unknown with a poof! Neither my wife or son will ever have to see or do what I did. Not if I have any say in it.

To both of you Mom and Dad, no one loves you as much as I do. Wherever you may be, I will always be there by your side. You’re both missed so dearly.

I thank you both for my life. All I’ve seen and experienced was because of both of you. But you probably know that in the land of peace and knowledge.

Peace!