by Gabe Berman – the author of Live Like a Fruit Fly

Life Continues In Different Forms

I’m sitting on a bench in front of my parent’s house.

Leaves have fallen to the lawn. It’s getting colder. Darker.

When my dad was sick, we’d sit out here together. Me on this bench, him in his wheelchair.

And now here I sit.


Looking at the flowers he planted long ago.

My new book – Where Is God When Our Loved Ones Get Sick? – available here:


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5 thoughts on “Life Continues In Different Forms

  1. I’m sure you miss him deeply. But I’m glad you see him in the flowers.

    With Love -Sheri

  2. Sending you all my love. I’m glad he’s just a thought or flower away. xo

    “Every flower is a soul blossoming in nature.”
    ― Gérard de Nerval

  3. Deeply touching, fully resonating with my own grief. Perhaps odd to say, but thank you.

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