because thats what his “loving” wife wanted
He must have been very important.
or at least more important than the people that could’ve been helped with his organs
Such a shame. He should have become a donor.
I’ve decided to make this my last post for a time. My vaccinated mother has a blood clot amd I think I need to focus on time with my parents.
take care
Good luck to her (and you), Michele.
go and pray you fuck
what are the odds of a reaction to the vaccine?
small
what are the odds gracie knows someone that got the vaccine?
small
what are the odds that gracie knows someone that had a reaction to the vaccine?
small small
a time is 20 hours?
didn’t even know gracie was gone
i wrote this
i don’t care about your lying eyes
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Lord, make me a rainbow, I’ll shine down on my mother
She’ll know I’m safe with you when she stands under my colors
Oh, and life ain’t always what you think it ought to be, no
Ain’t even gray, but she buries her baby
The sharp knife of a short life
Well, I’ve had just enough time
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
The sharp knife of a short life
Well, I’ve had just enough time
And I’ll be wearing white when I come into your kingdom
I’m as green as the ring on my little cold finger
I’ve never known the lovin’ of a man
But it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand
There’s a boy here in town, says he’ll love me forever
Who would have thought forever could be severed by
The sharp knife of a short life
Well, I’ve had just enough time
So put on your best, boys, and I’ll wear my pearls
What I never did is done
A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I’ll sell ‘em for a dollar
They’re worth so much more after I’m a goner
And maybe then you’ll hear the words I’ve been singin’
Funny when you’re dead, how people start listenin’
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
Oh-oh, (oh-oh)
The ballad of a dove
Go with peace and love
Gather up your tears, keep 'em in your pocket
Save 'em for a time when you’re really gonna need 'em, oh
The sharp knife of a short life
Well, I’ve had just enough time
So put on your best, boys, and I’ll wear my pearls
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Kimberly Perry
One of my closest friends will do assisted suicide on Wednesday. He has cancer and he won’t get any better. His life is nothing but pain and drugs right now. I will go to see him for the last time on Wednesday, then they’ll taking him home where, presumably, his life will end. I will miss him badly, but I am grateful his suffering will end. His life in its current state is not worth living. The only thing left to die is his pain, and I bid that good riddance.
may he rest in peace
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my stomach is empty
Death is a terrible thing to face, especially for someone with cancer where they feel like they are dying every day and in some cases for months or years. I’m sorry for you, Reg, because you seem to care a great deal about him. The only thing that you can do to bring either of you peace is to make sure you understand that he’s spiritually ready. If you know, all is good. If you don’t know, don’t walk away without asking him.
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yes, drinking lots of spirits may help
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No ding dong. Pray with him, in the Spirit.
praying establishes nothing but wasting time and energy
Isa will pray for him. I will just say goodbye and very little more. Just a few years ago, he would be sentenced to life in pain. I am grateful we have come to this point where he may choose his own way and his own time.
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