Paradigm Shift


I’ve had death on my mind lately.  We had an amazing “send-off” service for my Grandmother this past week-end.  Nothing like a funeral to remind you of your mortality:  not only your own, but those that you love.  Even when the occasion is one to celebrate a long life, well lived, you still feel the finality of it all.  I will never see my Grandma again, or talk to her, ask her questions, hug her.  She’s moved on and we are still here.