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I guess the biggest question I always ask is why? Why would somebody do something? Why do things turn out in certain ways? Just why. That is always a good question to ask, but the time you realize why are you finally satisfied? The answer to that is no, because you want to know why for the answer and why for the next answer. So this leaves me perplexed. If there is never really any understanding of "why", is any thing really ever going to be resolved? Maybe it's just me, but there are a lot of things that I don't understand and I really want to understand why they happened. Maybe from my perspective i don't understand why. Maybe I just think it is cool to sound like a philosopher.
In October my Aunt Carole died. It was sad, the sadder part was that my Uncle Walt just couldn't cope with it. He wanted not to live any more and wanted to be with her. December 19, he died of heart failure. It reminds me of the song by Heidi Newfield, "Johnny and June".
"I wanna love like Johnny and June, Rings of fire burnin' with you, I wanna walk the line, Walk the line, 'Till the end of time, I wanna love, Love ya that much, Cash it all in, Give it all up, When you're gone, I wanna go too, Like Johnny and June
Like Johnny and June, And when we're gone, There'll be no tears to cry, Only memories of our lives, They'll remember, remember, A love like that."
In October my Aunt Carole died. It was sad, the sadder part was that my Uncle Walt just couldn't cope with it. He wanted not to live any more and wanted to be with her. December 19, he died of heart failure. It reminds me of the song by Heidi Newfield, "Johnny and June".
"I wanna love like Johnny and June, Rings of fire burnin' with you, I wanna walk the line, Walk the line, 'Till the end of time, I wanna love, Love ya that much, Cash it all in, Give it all up, When you're gone, I wanna go too, Like Johnny and June
Like Johnny and June, And when we're gone, There'll be no tears to cry, Only memories of our lives, They'll remember, remember, A love like that."