Monday, October 21, 2013

Memories of Loss

Dear Readers,

A few weeks ago I was driving through the country side in southern Indiana, and I happened upon a squirrel eating a nut in the middle of the road.  I swerved to the left but unfortunately the squirrel’s final decision was running to my left.  To be candid I am disappointed in myself because if I had done anything differently the windy and hilly countryside of southern Indiana would be marginally more cheerful then it is today. 

I am not disheartened because mistakes happen, and hopefully next time I will avoid the woodland creatures.  This experience points to how easy it is to say callus things that belittle the value of any life.  When I was younger, I had no understanding of loss, or my own mortality.  During that time I said some callus things and regretfully I cannot redact those statements.  Moving forward I will better support those experiencing loss. 

Sincerely,

A Wendell who misses his late Uncle Bill 

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