I once read in a book a quote that I hold to be truth now. “Life goes on,” what nonsense a thought, of course it doesn’t. It’s death that goes on; Ian is dead now and will be dead tomorrow and next year and forever.” (The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society, by Shaffer and Barrows) Is that not a truth? Death is what is certain in this life, and who can escape it but God. I lost a dear friend this week, he took his own life, and in that moment he made his choice his only certainty was that he would die. It is an awful gut wrenching thought that someone would feel that helpless. I can rightly say that for most people, death is not the only certainty, life does not go on, death does, but after death, there is life. It’s a roundabout we travel continuously. What a notion, think on it.