Well. I didn't know Bear or Mal while they were alive, but I feel that i had connections with them. As if somehow, i knew them, but not in this life. I've never met them, or even heard of them until they let go of their lives, but i wish i had met them, to know how great they were. I'm letting go of long-holded tears, just wanting an answer, why are good people dying, while the bad ones live to this day.
At least I can know that they are feeling at ease in the kingdom of God.
Mal was a great guy. We never really agreed with each other on a lot of things, but he was and still is a member to look up to. His role playing contributions to this board were immense. The most intelligent man to join the Discovery Community by far and the only member that made me keep a dictionary on my desk.
You will be missed! R.I.P, Mal!
"Three o'clock is always too late or too early for anything you want to do."
Tears are just pouring out of my eyes now. Life is just so precious, and many of us let go of it every day. We never know when our times will come, I could've lost my life in a motorcycle accident yesterday, but God let me live with just abrasions and dislocated limbs. And i wonder why. I'll admit i'm not the best person on this Earth. I've done things that are questionable, and i've hurt others, yet i still live. This inspires me to change my ways to become a good man.