Who are we to say when it is, or isn’t, someone’s time to go? Who are we to say we know how someone should or shouldn’t exit this world? And who are we to know the bigger mysteries of life and death?
These are questions that come to me as I ponder and feel into the utterly tragic death of one of the sweetest beings I have ever known.
Could I have painted or described the quintessential archetype of a truly, genuine sweet and gentle human being, it would have looked like Caroline Gaiser.
RIP, Sweet Caroline.