Don’t fret for me.

When I die don’t fret for me, for I have lived a life like no other.

The time I received was all I had and I tried to live it to the fullest.

Rejoice in knowing that I lived and loved and I am still loved from this moment on, as I will live in your memories until we may unite again.

Crying for me is beautiful as it confirms that a piece of you is departed, depicting a puzzle that is missing a major piece and will never be complete but still accomplished.

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Freemason and father of two boys and a girl, living in Los Angeles, California. Emerson College Alumni always looking for a new adventure. Eight years of Catholic school, now Taoist leaning trying to be Zen in my journey of life.

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