Candles

One of the most painful things I can imagine is the slow loss of your loved ones.  Like a candle, as our beloved elders age we are witness to the slow but steady shortening of its life span.

Even worse is personal longevity, I think, as we end up watching the flames of our peers extinguish.

The feeling of being left alone, with few candles left alight to illuminate the surrounding darkness must be almost smothering to the spirit.

 

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