Time’s cruel, fickle nature deceives us into believing it is limitless and abundant. We fail to appreciate the time we are given, unaware of how little remains. But the grim reality is that death always looms on the horizon, waiting to claim us. It’s unavoidable that the ones we love will someday depart to whatever unknown lies ahead, leaving behind a painful emptiness. With each passing day, the echoes of their presence slowly fade away until the sounds of their footsteps and the distinct tone of their voice become distant and forgotten. The memory of their physical presence in a room with us
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