Requiem For a Stranger

Friday, September 10th, 2004 • No Comments on Requiem For a Stranger

Someone I never met committed suicide this week.  I only knew him through someone else’s words and photography, yet reading about his death made me feel a sense of personal loss.  Maybe it’s because words have a way of taking on a life of their own and becoming reality.  Maybe it’s because I saw pictures of him and was struck by how beautiful he was.  Whatever the reason, he was very real to me. 

I wonder if any of us can know the impact we have on others’ lives.  I wonder if this man knew there would be strangers thinking of him and mourning his death.

I wonder if it would have made any difference.

Posted by Kristina in Life

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