When people die

A couple of days ago, a young man my kids grew up with took his own life. He was a Marine, a husband, father, a brother, son, friend. The heartbreak is immense. 

His social media page is full of hundreds of condolences. It’s hard to square how one who was so loved, respected and admired lost his way to the light of life and chose to leave this realm. 

I’m not religious, but I lit two candles for him and his son at the Galway Cathedral. I’m also not great at reaching out to people in meaningful ways. I need to get better at this. 

I would like us all to be kinder. Let’s find compassion in our hearts, even to those whom we might consider an enemy or adversary. Life is too short and your moment to be kind passes in an instant, but could have devastating impacts. 

I love you 

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Twylia (the 'i' is silent)

~ I am Anishinaabe-kwe with Scottish heritage and Sami DNA. I speak on the behalf of no one but myself. My ancestors inform and guide me. My voice is but one of many who are calling for change. We have much work to do to create a good space for the real human beings who are waiting to be born.

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