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September 26, 2011



You're absolutely right.I love her more and more as day goes by, something I never experienced before. Thank you for your kind words.


Ana, I'm sorry I didn't see this post for a whole month! I was traveling too. Your words and the beautiful photos brought tears to my eyes. I know. It's very hard. And the more we love the people we leave, the harder it is, but how lucky we are to love and be loved! Your sister is lucky to have you, too, and I'm sure she is wishing the very same things. Sending you a big hug!


Thanks your comment. You missed the point. It was not about fear of the death.

Gurindam Jiwa

Death is not a negative thing. It is part of living.

There is this song that says "the soul afraid of dying ... never learns to live."

The Rose: Lyrics and Song Music by Amanda McBroom

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