Though the winds of the years had swept us far away
\nfrom one another, I learned two friends I grew up with
\nare dead.<\/p>\n
I found their obituaries with some Internet searches
\nand was surprised and saddened to see they had died,
\none at 78, the other at 79.<\/p>\n
It was a reminder that in this life, nothing lasts. Friends who seemed as if forever one day are gone, and one day you are gone too<\/p>\n
as well as everything else that existed in your passing life, gone from the world forever.<\/p>\n
This is why it makes sense to me to set one\u2019s sights and hopes on what seems a higher permanent world beyond this everchanging, worldly impermanence —<\/p>\n
regardless of what you believe that higher permanent world to be.<\/p>\n
Bob Boyd<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Though the winds of the years had swept us far away from one another, I learned two friends I grew up with are dead. I found their obituaries with some Internet searches and was surprised and saddened to see they had died, one at 78, the other at 79. It was a reminder that in… Continue reading