“Unlocking Resilience: G. Louis Heath’s Poignant Ode to Embracing Change”
asking. It’s sad it’s come to this, but now
we communicate much better. Death doth
become her! Too bad we didn’t share more
in life. But, as they say, it’s never too late.
At least that’s the way I feel, though I can
see you might differ. You remind me of Dad
before he passed away. Always the stone face,
the inscrutable Sphinx, always guessing at my
thoughts, and I his. You might say things have
settled down a lot now, and we can move on.
