BE THE MAN!

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I went to a funeral today of an acquaintance, who was younger than me, that I haven’t seen in many years.  He was one of those guys that you believed if you saw today he would sit and have a meal with and you could talk and laugh about old times.  His celebration of life was wonderful.  There were many beautiful things said about him.  It scared me though.  What will people say about me when I am gone.  Will a church full of people show up or just a few.  I have never wanted that sort of display upon my passing, but I think that has always been my dysfunctional childhood talking.  I fear that I have let too much time pass for people to know my intelligence, my compassion, how deeply I love, how deeply I hurt, how deeply I feel for those that cannot help themselves, how much work I have put into my recovery. I hope I can have a fraction of what was displayed for this great warrior.

RIP, Big Willie!!