|imagining what Bill might have said|
Fighting for life & resisting death are two efforts requiring a delicate balance.
I suspect that if Bill could give us a retrospect, he'd say that he needed to fine tune the chemotherapy dosage.
I for one will fight on. I will resist the notion that death has much relief in store. I will remember to take my vitamins, eat healthy & drink clean water & work for cleaner air.
Grief reminds us of preventable loss. I treasure my memories of Bill.
He was my first new friend in Charleston when I moved here. My first Saturday was an hour picking up debris along the Secular Humanist Roadway sponsored. My first Saturday was spent looking up to a man taller than me & wiser in years.
I'm much richer remembering Bill & hearing echoes of his voice in my head. Let's fine tune the balance between space for private mourning & "rage against the dying of the light." I see a sweet southern voice that can be resounding in others. Fight on playfully as Bill did.