End of close

life brings with itself its end, and each day inches to its close. Death itself is not sad, it is the mark of an end. The finishing line, the buzz reminding the end of time. But for a person having lived to the fullest, it is the final completion. Another achievement, He worked, he played, he loved and he died. What is sad however are the circumstances shrouding it : the tears, the heartbreaks, the absence and the unsaid.
If there is anything after now , I wish you well, nevertheless i shall remember you well
Love you Nanu (dadua)