make love not war.

[thesupremebitch]

It seems to me that the hardest deaths are ones where we don't get to say goodbye, and it also seems that this past year or two has been chock full of them.  Yesterday I sat (yet again...) in St. Paul's Cathedral, kneeling and holding my hands in quasi-prayer fashion, eyeing the ornately carved statues of the Apostles until the priest called my uncle not only a man of peace but a hero.

I would have given every single thing at that moment to have just been able to say bye.