He lived his own life as he saw it, and let the world live their own as they saw fit
Later, that morning… a long time later, while they enjoyed the calm feeling of each other, as they lay together in bed at that unusual noon hour, Father readdressed his wife’s earlier concerns.
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“Do? Well, there’s not that much we can do, my dear. Help them in what they propose to do. Leave them alone and simply tell them: do it, everything’s all right and take it easy! Because, at the end of it all, they’ll do exactly what they plan to do, and they’ll live like they want to live. Worst case, they only thing that can’t be fixed is death, and up to now, nobody’s asked us what we think ‘bout that…”
“Oh, dear! I know you’re right, but still, it hurts to see them slipping away from us.”
“Well, that’s the way it goes, meanwhile the sheep are probably hungry, and there’s work to do. Tonight, we can continue this conversation later… tonight.” he replied, lazily getting out of bed with a huge grin on his face.
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