It’s really strange to think about when someone dies.  But their life story is over.  Everything they did, every word they said, every action they took or didn’t take is finished.  The book is closed.

And there’s the realization that the last words have been spoken.  And what has struck me strongest, the last pictures have been taken.  There are no more.  What photos have been snapped are what there is.

There’s such a finality to the end of the story.  Although her life and impact still lives on.

I was thinking today you don’t realize how much greatness there is in a person until they are gone.  My mother impacted so many.  Maybe even you through the writing of this blog.

Things to think on.