The Glow of a Torch

There is this perception — this common belief — that once someone passes on, that’s it.  The person’s torch — that was their life — goes out.  The world grows a little darker.  A little colder.  We lament the passing of the person, because we feel the loss.

But this isn’t what happens.

When we pass on, our light isn’t extinguished.  While our hearth may have gone out, the world isn’t a darker place.  Every connection we ever made with another person — we passed some of our fire along.  We shared some of our light.  We shared some of our warmth, and the world was a better place for it.

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