Keep the home fires burning for Zombie

[atheistmantis]

Keeping my candle lit for zombie tonight.

I've lurked a lot.
Just sending some love. 🕯

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Wishing you a peaceful night Zombie

Also have a candle lit and a beautiful glass of rioja. Tip for the top, Sainsbury's house rioja is less than a fiver and so smooth and like juice!

I know it's a LOTR quote, but this always gives me a bit of comfort when confronted with the inevitable:

“PIPPIN: I didn't think it would end this way.

GANDALF: End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path, one that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass, and then you see it.

PIPPIN: What? Gandalf? See what?

GANDALF: White shores, and beyond, a far green country under a swift sunrise.

PIPPIN: Well, that isn't so bad.

GANDALF: No. No, it isn't.”

I CAN'T KEEP UP WITH YOU LOT!!!!!

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Raising a glass and thinking of you Zombie

Rest easy, Zombie. Peace and comfort to you. Strength for your family to let you go. You are so loved, it's plain to see.

Another delurker here, raising a glass and lighting a candle for zombie.
You are an inspiration to many, and I hope you know how loved you are, as this and all the other threads show.
Wishing you a peaceful night.

Another lurker here.

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Signing in to the phalanx. Mainly because you have all the good tunes. And the purple drink.

Thinking of her and her family x

as the doesn't look so yummy....

sending love and strength to the Zombie family xxx

Raising a glass to Zombie

Checking in. The only candle in the house is an awful cranberry Christmas snowman scene but I've lit it anyway. My favourite reading for times like this, the parable on immortality:

"I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch until at last she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and the sky come down to mingle with each other. Then someone at my side says, “There she goes.”

Gone where? Gone from my sight…that is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side and just as able to bear her load of living freight to the place of destination. Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says, “There she goes”, there are other eyes watching her coming and other voices ready to take up the glad shout, “Here she comes!”

Could someone tell me the back story here, please?

and a candle for Zombie here.
Wishing you a peaceful night.

Delurking a bit too late. Tender hugs to you Candy.

I saw this today and thought it quite apt. Bath would you like some? It's very nice.

Hope you are comfortable Zombie

Checking in from Aus, Zombie.

Checking in and raising a glass to you and yours, Zombie.