And if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death

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What Does The River Styx Mean

The decision to write every day fell, then the decision to write every other day followed. Now we are down to once a week. Maybe.

Two of my sisters are down from Colorado to visit.  It is a bit sobering to think this could well be the last time we see each other.  And time sure has put its mark on us.  I see my dad’s face in both as they talk, and I suppose those genetic markers will continue for generations to come with their children, and their children’s children.  I muse.  And so, time goes, strewing its bits of DNA hither and yon. 

My life, as insignificant as it is is still my life, and we retell stories of our life while sitting around the table.  We tell the stories that shaped and molded us.  Those bits will also echo down the generations.  There was laughter.  Sadness.  Regrets.  Resolve.  And maybe even some remorse. But it was our life.

And I think of my passing …

Regrets? Yeah, I have a few.  And while I am not all that enamored with the ride on Charon’s boat upon the River Styx, such is my fate.  I can only hope to accept it with grace, and maybe a bit of stoicism.

11 thoughts on “And if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death

    Rivergirl said:
    August 9, 2021 at 3:36 pm

    It’s the fate we all share… there’s no escape, so accepting it gracefully is probably all we can ask.

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      Rusty Armor responded:
      August 9, 2021 at 3:51 pm

      Yeah. I’d hate to be known as the one who blubbered right up to the end …

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    Boo said:
    August 9, 2021 at 3:48 pm

    Hang in there dude…..I’m hoping to get down there!!

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      Rusty Armor responded:
      August 9, 2021 at 3:52 pm

      Times is a gettin’ short …

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        Boo said:
        August 10, 2021 at 10:07 am

        Don’t tell me that…..

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    The Hinoeuma said:
    August 9, 2021 at 4:57 pm

    I came to the conclusion a long time ago that, things happen for a reason. Choices/pivots in life may seem like bad choices in retrospect but, lessons were learned…and that was the point. I no longer believe in accidents. I believe in synchronicities. I have no regrets for anything I have experienced. All choices. All lessons.

    We are all feeling our age. You staring at your “backdoor?”

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      Rusty Armor responded:
      August 9, 2021 at 7:48 pm

      Old Thanatos has been breathing on the left side of my neck for awhile now …

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        The Hinoeuma said:
        August 10, 2021 at 3:40 am

        Give Thanatos (not sure who that is) a breath mint.

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        Rusty Armor responded:
        August 10, 2021 at 8:49 am

        Thanatos is the a god, or personification of a peaceful death …

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    Catherine said:
    August 14, 2021 at 11:05 am

    It’s always about family, and how fortunate for you that you get to visit with your sisters.

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