Saying goodbye. (1 Viewer)

What an absolutely courageous and beautiful post. At peace.

Blessings to your family in hopes they understand and can appreciate your declaration.

Life is indeed fleeting and the important part is you lived it.

Not looking forward to that day you dont log in, but know on that day, we will all pour a lil out for you. God Speed Doo.
I couldn't say it any better.
May God be with you at all times.
Praying for you as this is being posted.

Good luck and thanks for choosing to be with us on SR.
 
taking you all back to HS english class

Holy Sonnets: Death, be not proud
BY JOHN DONNE
Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;
For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery.
Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well
And better than thy stroke; why swell'st thou then?
One short sleep past, we wake eternally
And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.
 
and this is a beautiful poem - but i think Hump is showing us an alternative

Do not go gentle into that good night
Dylan Thomas

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
 
Please respond with a "like" to this post if you are interested in meeting before this sunday's Carolina game at 11:15 for short prayer at the Gleason statue.
Wish you were getting "likes" for this. I think it's a nice idea. I won't be at the game, though.
 
Hey guys and gals. Most of you have been like a second family to me since I landed here 22 years ago. I am not trying to be drama filled or draw attention to myself. It’s just that I’ve seen friends here pass away and we wouldn’t have known if not for a friend or family member getting on here to tell us. I am dying and the docs can’t figure out what it is. I’m tested out and now just apathetic and ready for it. Tired. This place is almost the last and only joy and reprieve I get from my sickness. As I won’t have anyone to log in and tell y’all when I go, I want to tell you myself preemptively. I love you guys and gals, and our Saints. I won’t be the first Who Dat to go nor the last, and I’ve had a good run. Not looking for pity, just truly saying goodbye for when it happens. You’ll know when I don’t show up anymore. Love to you all. Thanks for the laughs, camaraderie, in some cases real life friendships...and all of the awesome Saints talk and on the EE for all the fun and off the wall stuff.

Humperdoo, I have always enjoyed reading you posts and your perspective on things, whether Saints related or not. I too think it is fortunate that we all have had such a good platform in Saintsreport, where we have had the opportunity to bond over topics, disagree on others, laugh, cry, and hopefully become more enlightened in general.

I feel that it is because of people like you, and through your contributions, that have made Saintsreport such an awesome place and experience, for myself and others, and I want to thank you for that from the bottom of my heart. You will always be remembered!

Peace be with you,
-LS
 
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Man it's pretty dusty in this thread...

I always enjoy your posts and your willingness, or egotistical need, to let us into your struggle. I've always felt a kinship with you as I try to live very similar to the way you do. Live big, love big! Keep an open mind and understand there could always be more than one valid point of view in every situation. Understanding comes from acknowledging and talking about how we are similar and not yelling about how we are different. Your voice of reason will be missed when it's gone. However, I'm sure you will appreciate that you have touched the lives of so many. We are all better off for having known you and that's about all we can ask out of this life. I know peace will come for you and we will all be sad when it does. God-speed, my friend.


Bo
 
Wow man. I can't really think of anything to say that hasn't already been said. God will welcome you and you will know all the secrets of the universe. Every question you've ever had will be answered. Take solace in knowing that your time here mattered. Your existence mattered.
 
and this is a beautiful poem - but i think Hump is showing us an alternative

Do not go gentle into that good night
Dylan Thomas

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.



Humper - I am very sorry to read this post but Godspeed, and don't take sheet from no one.
 
Please respond with a "like" to this post if you are interested in meeting before this sunday's Carolina game at 11:15 for short prayer at the Gleason statue.

Thanks yat,

Pray for Steve too! He has it worse. And remember. “Wherever two or more are gathered...”
 

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