We all part this earth in different ways, in different seasons ... on different days. We never know when the hands on the clock will stop, and we move on to our "heavenly place". Some leave when their body has grown old and tired, some have lost their battle to an unbeatable illness. Some so very young ... their body just too weak to carry on and then there are those who never took a first breath. The last trip down that old country road we all follow in tribute ... of our loved one's very last ride. Knowing each of us must, take this last journey someday. Left behind to grieve standing by their grave with broken hearts. Trying to let go of someone they loved very much, all the while ... knowing a part of them is buried in that casket. When we lose someone we love very much we beleive they have died. But that is so far from the truth for only their body is gone. The body only houses the spirit and soul. For a spirit can never die ... It gently leaves the body, and it begins its spiritual journey. That same spirit can be back again to another lifetime if it wishes, or choose to stay on its spiritual journey. Lost spirits linger close by ... not ready to leave, or a sudden death, leaves some spirits confused and it takes time for it to move on. So many of us think our loved ones are buried deep into the earth's chest. but it really isn't so for their spirit is with us not in some quiet peaceful cemetery. For after all ... where do you think angels come from? October 2004