If I recall back to times when people or animals in my life have died, I feel this odd sense of hurt, and even more strongly, a sense of fear, that I have to accept the reality that I will never be able to see them again.
Learning to Be!
If I recall back to times when people or animals in my life have died, I feel this odd sense of hurt, and even more strongly, a sense of fear, that I have to accept the reality that I will never be able to see them again.