Some years before my grandmother died, she told me:
You will soon forget all about me!

I've been thinking about those words since then, and yes:
I have forgotten…

not all about her…not her… but she is in the mist.
not because I want too, but because that is how this
life is.

We miss…

The other day I was told, by a person that should
not tell, that a person I knew, died from cancer
the other day.

The person that is now gone…
was a person I gave some flowers on Christmas last year
…not long ago

a person I spoke to on the phone less
than three weeks ago.

I asked: How are you doing?
If there is anything I can do for you, give me a call.

The person never did, but died.

I'm sad. This person was a great person,
struggles, yes…

When my grandmother died, she told me:
You will soon forget all about me!

No, I will not.

Success, money, life?

Life, wonderful and strange