Saturday, September 3, 2016

At 2 p.m. yesterday afternoon, my daughter called on top of the world completing her first week of graduate school, after a roller coaster of events this summer.

At 4 p.m., she called me back and spoke quietly, her good friend had lost her life.

We are often reminded not to sweat the small stuff.

It is the big stuff that is life altering.

(Something in our minds will always stay).

The lost feeling of a loss.

Losing someone can drain the life out of you and it takes time to resuscitate back to normal.

I only knew this young lady through my daughter.

R.I.P. Chanel


I was reminded of this song by Sting, how fragile we are.

Fragile

If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one
Drying in the color of the evening sun
Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away
But something in our minds will always stay
Perhaps this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetime's argument
That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could
For all those born beneath an angry star
Lest we forget how fragile we are
On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star
Like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are
How fragile we are
On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star
Like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are
How fragile we are
How fragile we are
How fragile we are
Songwriters: GORDON SUMNER
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Data from: LyricFind

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