tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2502695489360674806.post4282719428996596481..comments2023-10-31T09:14:26.930-05:00Comments on Manifesto Joe's Texas Blues: While Watching Inauguration, Thoughts Of A Long-Dead SiblingManifesto Joehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06521151220297061304noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2502695489360674806.post-82677240316042497512009-01-24T02:32:00.000-06:002009-01-24T02:32:00.000-06:00Very sorry about your sister, Joe. I've been there...Very sorry about your sister, Joe. I've been there, lost a person who was a very active part of my life many years ago, also in a highway accident. It gets better, but it never really goes away.<BR/><BR/>I know the feeling that a departed loved one is near. Never used to believe in such things...as far as I was concerned, dead was dead. But some years ago I had a rather shocking experience that, even as a devout cynic, I've never been able to explain or discount. I saw some people in my house who, the best I can say, were not a part of what I ordinarily recognize as "reality." It scared the daylights out of me (coward that I am), but it changed something very basic. Some people say that a belief in an after-life is simply wishful thinking, an inability to accept our own mortality. I think they're wrong. Whatever is there that we cannot see, I've come to believe that death is not the end of it all. What is there could be almost anything, but I believe there is something there, perhaps people we have loved, and who have loved us back, and still do. Like you, I often speculate what they would say about the world we live in now.Cranky Dazehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14433232531868316286noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2502695489360674806.post-73947534643813247132009-01-20T20:20:00.000-06:002009-01-20T20:20:00.000-06:00Sorry you lost your sister back then, Manifesto Jo...Sorry you lost your sister back then, Manifesto Joe. Sounds like she, too, was an aware and intelligent person with a sense of history like yourself. I'm sure she is peeking in today from the great divide and is loving every minute of it. May she rest always in contented peace and true, continued happiness.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com