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Yesterday, on the front door of my favorite restaurant, a sign handwritten by the owners said they'd been forced, by unforeseen circumstances, to permanently close. A moment later, another customer appeared. "They went out of business," I said to him. And he said, "Damn, I liked their biscuits & gravy." We both walked away. In all of our lives, there are so many places and people who go away. We're constantly mourning one death or another. Near the end of our time on this earth, we'll add up the score and no matter the tally, we'll probably want more.
I seem to deeply mourn every loss imaginable, people, places, animals, my Italian grandmother's food...
I think that’s why at this age we cry so easily. We grasp at the beauty of life and mourn those departed! The young don’t - and shouldn’t - have that immediate association.