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As the days go by this last month I think about a friend. I think about how he is doing, how he is living his life, how busy he is, what is new etc.
Reason for these constant thoughts is because my friend's lover is dying of AIDS. My friend waited so patiently for his love to come back after being gone for so long, and now, the knowledge of one day burying his love is inevitable.
When my friend told me the news, I must admit I was nervous about his health as well. I started to whell up with tears in my eyes and my throat was blocked up till the moment had passed when he told me that he was HIV Negative.
Now almost a month later since the news I thought about what it would be like to bury my beloved. Would I curse the day of my birth, or The Creator, dive into a bitter depression? I don't know.
But I do know this right now: though life does move on, and this we know, the fact is is that death should not be a deturant from living the fullest life we possibly can, even in the midst of utter heartache and spiritual anguish.
My friend is walking the walk and talking the talk...and for that, not only do I salute him, but I send my upmost love and prayer in his direction.
To love unconditionally....oh how I wish I could even begin to understand that. Though I work towards trying to be that everyday.
I don't say this very often, so jot it down in your notepads or tablets....God bless you and everyone around you. Just as important, bless God and everyone around you as well. Sorry to my Atheist friends, I don't mean to single you out by that last statement. You know I love you just the way you are.
Reason for these constant thoughts is because my friend's lover is dying of AIDS. My friend waited so patiently for his love to come back after being gone for so long, and now, the knowledge of one day burying his love is inevitable.
When my friend told me the news, I must admit I was nervous about his health as well. I started to whell up with tears in my eyes and my throat was blocked up till the moment had passed when he told me that he was HIV Negative.
Now almost a month later since the news I thought about what it would be like to bury my beloved. Would I curse the day of my birth, or The Creator, dive into a bitter depression? I don't know.
But I do know this right now: though life does move on, and this we know, the fact is is that death should not be a deturant from living the fullest life we possibly can, even in the midst of utter heartache and spiritual anguish.
My friend is walking the walk and talking the talk...and for that, not only do I salute him, but I send my upmost love and prayer in his direction.
To love unconditionally....oh how I wish I could even begin to understand that. Though I work towards trying to be that everyday.
I don't say this very often, so jot it down in your notepads or tablets....God bless you and everyone around you. Just as important, bless God and everyone around you as well. Sorry to my Atheist friends, I don't mean to single you out by that last statement. You know I love you just the way you are.