How many boys like him were out there in the ether, holding on to their big brothers and sisters who were still alive? How many husbands were floating between life and death, clinging to their wives in this world? And how may millions and millions of people were there in the world like Charlie who wouldn't let go of their loved ones when they're gone?
~ Ben Sherwood
We chase wild dreams and long for all that eludes us, when the greatest joys are within our grasp, if we can only recognize them.
...the enduring human need to be remembered.
And I was even beginning to think home might be with you.
There's death and life, you see. We all shine on. A leaf, a star, a song, a laugh. Notice the little things, because somebody is reaching out to you. ...Somebody loves you.
