Life is a fatal disease, as a doctor friend pointed out. When my husband died, a dear cousin phoned to sympathise, but said he would not be coming to the funeral. It was at a great distance from his home, but he explained that wasn't the reason. He and his friends had all agreed that it was too depressing to keep going to funerals, so they wouldn't bother any more. They would raise a glass of something suitable at home, and toast the departed. I could see their point. If funerals are for the living, it seems reasonable that the living can choose whether to go or not.
Grab each day is clearly the message for those of us surrounded by empty seats.
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Has Trump completely lost what was left of his mind?


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