生者如斯 - by kunkun - sincerely, kun
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All that is left is to cherish the living. Somehow, we are to transform the weight of death into strength for living.
TW // suicide, death. Earlier this month, I learned about the passing of a highschool friend. I haven’t spoken to them in years prior to this. We drifted apart, as with many friendships post graduation and during the pandemic. I didn’t doubt that we might casually stumble across each other some day, on the university campus or at a church event. Nowhere within the boundary of my imagination would I have envisioned our last encounter as the last one. Countless familiar faces show up at the visitation — high school teachers, church acquaintances, old classmates. What an occasion for us to…
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