I wonder what happens to those people we see every day.
Then a day comes when we realise I have not seen that person for a month or more.
We will never know what happened to them, we will never know if they moved away or they passed on.
Where I regularly have coffee there was an elderly gent who was over 90, he was there very often, we would talk about life, about the past, about the coming future, then I never saw him again.
It has been more than 6 months since we chatted. I will assume that he has passed away.
Every Sunday morning I have coffee at McDonalds in North Perth. Without fail a very elderly lady would be there reading the paper, having coffee, without fail. I realised this morning, not seeing her here, that she has not been here for 3 Sundays, I wonder if she has passed on?
People pass through our lives and we never know where they go, we never know how they ended up, we never know whether they passed on.
We will never know what happened to them, we will never know if they moved away or they passed on.
Where I regularly have coffee there was an elderly gent who was over 90, he was there very often, we would talk about life, about the past, about the coming future, then I never saw him again.
It has been more than 6 months since we chatted. I will assume that he has passed away.
Every Sunday morning I have coffee at McDonalds in North Perth. Without fail a very elderly lady would be there reading the paper, having coffee, without fail. I realised this morning, not seeing her here, that she has not been here for 3 Sundays, I wonder if she has passed on?
People pass through our lives and we never know where they go, we never know how they ended up, we never know whether they passed on.
