death is only a continuation of life

So in this past week two people that I know died. While they were both very old, it just didn't seem right for them to die. They were both very different people, from very different world's. Each with a totally different path than the other. One commited his total life to God, and the other was a lawyer for many years and to be honest I don't know what her relationship with God was like. Although I know she did believe in him and go to church up until she was physically unable to go. So, here's to them.

The meaning behind a moment. The essence in a day. How can you measure what a single day is worth? For one day, no matter how similar, is never equal to the other. In one day, how strange, a life can be made. In one day, how tragic, a life can be broken. Deals sealed, plans made, love fulfilled, heart's broken. In one day a life, a new life, is made. Created from the passion of two lovers. In one day a life, a classic old life, is lost. Lost from the face of history forevermore. Part of a fabric, a network of an interweaving divine design.

"There is a time for everything,and a season for every activity under heaven: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot..." -Ecclesiastes 3:1-2

RIP Aunt Harriet and Mr.Hann