. . . before he could finish the world

My boyfriend’s sister died today. She was a good woman, she was brave woman, one of the strongest people I’ve ever known. I am not ready to change tenses. No one is.  I don’t understand. To quote one of Simon Van Booy’s stories, I want to feel it somehow happened like that because things happen for a reason. I want to believe this more than anything because if it were just an accident, then God must have died before he could finish the world.

I’m sorry, but I still don’t understand.

13 thoughts on “. . . before he could finish the world

  1. So sorry to hear this, Sasha. I’ve been missing from blogworld for the past week myself because I had to rush to my grandfather’s bedside; he passed away two days after this post. Not being ready to change tenses yet — boy do I understand that right now. My condolences to you and your family.

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