Mrs.O's writing room.

I saw the Moon Bright and Majestic It Warmed my Heart and brought a Smile to my Face.

I could have called, I should have sent him pictures of the kids when he asked. I should have sent that email when I thought about him. I procrastinated. I thought I would reach out when he got better. He had to get better because he was rarely unwell. I didn't think sickness would fall suddenly and take him downward like an avalanche. I've never had so many "should have" "would have" "could have" thoughts floating through my mind as the moment I received the news of Uncle Enoch's death. I don't know who coined the phrase "Larger than life" but Uncle Enoch fit the bill. He had the ability to transform the spirits of those around him. He was remembered every where he went, no matter how long or short a time he spent. His presence was so potent. To say he maximized each moment doesn't quite describe the enthusiasm with which he lived. He extracted every nutrient out of life. He Climbed every mountain, Forded every strea...