Honestly what will become of me?
Don’t like reality
It’s way too clear to me
But really life is dandy
We are what we don’t see
Missed everything daydreaming
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Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to end?
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?
Traveling I only stop at exits
Wondering if I’ll stay
Young and restless
Living this way I stress less
I want to pull away when the dream dies
The pain sets it and I don’t cry
I only feel gravity and I wonder why
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to end?
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?
Well the dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon so that they could
Dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon so that they could
Die die die die die
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to end?
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?
Well the dogs were barking at a new moon
Whistling a new tune
Hoping it would come soon
And the sun was wondering if it should stay away for a day ’til the feeling went away
And the sky was falling on the clouds were dropping and
the rain forgot how to bring salvation
the dogs were barking at the new moon
Whistling a new tune
Hoping it would come soon so that they could die.
Today was camp day at the M&B centre. Around 25 kids from ages 6 to 17 gathered for a day of fun-filled activities at H park… These kids all had one thing in common - someone close to them (a mom, a dad, a sister or brother, a grandpa…) had died, or were dying.
What might sound really morbid was really quite…normal. And it was just so enjoyable to be around them, to laugh and to play with them. We did some activities around grief and many were pretty frank and approached the subject of death casually. It was hard for me though, to imagine going through the death of someone close to me at such a young age..I hope that each and every one of them will be able to adjust and cope with such a loss as they grow up.
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I have come to see that I’m very different and no longer fit in with some of the friends I met at UW. Maybe it’s just that I’ve changed and I’m no longer the same person I was in first year. In some ways, it feels awkward to be with some of those ppl with whom I was so close with…as I am not close with them anymore. Isn’t is strange how you can be so close to someone one moment, and the next it’s like you don’t know them at all? I have trouble grappling with the coming and going of friends. Friends for only a reason, and a season. It hurts to be forgotten, but I think that I need to find peace in knowing that God places certain people in your life at certain times, for certain reasons. And that He will always provide for you…and that includes the provision of encouragement from friends. (Yes, I realize I’ve talked about this subject more than once).
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What is my role in ministry? Even though I think I’ve grown to be less extroverted over the years, I think I still have a passion for evangelism. LOAH has been fun and exciting…it often takes me kicking myself (mentally) to approach strangers to say hello. But it’s also pretty exhilarating :) I think God is teaching me to love people and see people as he sees them.
Today while updating the tracking list for the Dyspnea II study, I found out through NG that a patient I had helped interview passed away last week at MSH.
I didn’t really know her. But I sat with her while she had breath, and was still alive. She was a kind woman, and was willing to spend one hour of her time with us during her last days, for a research study.
I think it takes a really brave person to face death, and not shy away. I think palliative care doctors need to have even more empathy and patience.. Palliative care research is really lacking, but I’m beginning to see the importance of it.
Also..isn’t it strange how we often take life itself for granted? I think I am more blessed I realize.
