I saw this on a bulletin board that I frequent. It was just so beautiful.
A 13 year old boy died suddenly from pneumonia. His family was grief stricken, especially his younger siblings. The siblings couldn’t understand why he was gone, he was their best friend. They begged their grandfather for answers as he seemed old and wise. He simply took his other grandchildren into the library and showed them his dusty old books. He said, “See, there are some really thick books on the shelf, some medium sized books on the shelf and some thin books on the shelf.” He asked his grandchildren, “Do they all have a beginning, a middle and an end.” They replied, “Yes.” “Then,” the granfather said “each one of them is complete?” Again the grandchildren replied, “Yes.” He explained that our lives are much like these books, some of them are shorter, some of them are longer, but they all are complete. Just because the book, or in this case the life, was shorter, does not mean that it was not complete or not just as valuable as the long one. Some of us live on the scale of Gone with the Wind and others of us The Pearl. Both, equally beautiful, both complete.
I don’t know who to credit for the story- otherwise I would.
Yes, John’s book was way too short, but his book was well written and includes many chapters of a life well lived- that’s for sure!