As I’ve previously mentioned, three dear friends of mine have died in the past month and a half. Yesterday I attended the memorial service for the principal I worked with during most of my career teaching kindergarten and first grade. Notice I say ‘worked with’ not ‘worked for.” For sure, Chet, was the consummate principal, but he also encouraged and joined all of us to be better teachers and learners.
What we heard yesterday were heartfelt tributes about a complex, fun loving, serious, dedicated man. There must have been 150 people at the luncheon following this celebration of life. Everyone chatting and catching up. Clearly a one-of-a-kind happening at its best.
So here I am, once again, yes, missing these friends whose physical presence will be no more, but primarily dwelling on their lives well lived. As Henry Frederic Amiel (1821-1881) a Swiss moral philosopher, poet, and critic tells us:
Life is short and
we do not have much time
to gladden the hearts of those
who travel the way with us.
So be swift to love,
make haste to be kind.
What we heard yesterday were heartfelt tributes about a complex, fun loving, serious, dedicated man. There must have been 150 people at the luncheon following this celebration of life. Everyone chatting and catching up. Clearly a one-of-a-kind happening at its best.
So here I am, once again, yes, missing these friends whose physical presence will be no more, but primarily dwelling on their lives well lived. As Henry Frederic Amiel (1821-1881) a Swiss moral philosopher, poet, and critic tells us:
Life is short and
we do not have much time
to gladden the hearts of those
who travel the way with us.
So be swift to love,
make haste to be kind.