Sometimes we mourn a death. Sometimes we celebrate a life. And sometimes we just sit down and say ...well, shit.
Richard Pryor went on to his sweet reward yesterday and a bitch is certain that the saints are laughing their asses off in the great beyond right about now.
Be whole…where you were once broken.
Be free…when you were once burdened by obligation.
Be at peace…for your life had so much drama.
Be funny…as if you could be anything else.
Be blessed…for you are worthy.