HOW TO DIE FOR F**K : Enhancement in Succession

Death is the gateway to rebirth and at someone beloved passes through we both mourn and celebrate. We fee their loss in our life and community yet we celebrate all that they achieved in their lifetime for goodness for love for the natural world for humanity. It is a time when we are most aware of how sacred living is and to appreciate the gift all the more.Mourn not the passing of a life well lived yet celebrate. Count the times your souls smiled together reached out so invisibly yet tangibly and touched. Death is only the end of a chapter my friend. And so as this body makes ready to return to the soil my spirit will watch over you and live in your heart. It will bring sadness as we transform to this new way of connecting yet this is part of living.Death wasnt kind. Isabel knew that. It snatched where it could taking people who were far too young far too good. It didnt pretend to care it didnt pretend to distinguish.The hooded vale of death had hung over the world for a long time always threatening. It had never touched Isabel quite so close. Death had ripped away a part of her the part of her that was most loved.Now Isabel would sit staring for hours. Her face sunken and haunted her mind cold and empty. The more the years went on the more her town seemed to become like her. Many were snatched away and those that were left would wish it was them. The world had gone cold because of the plague that was death and war.