There Is Always Another Sunrise

Man that is born of woman is of few days and full of trouble.

He cometh like a flower, and is cut down: he fleeth also as a shadow and continueth not.

This morning I learned that my friend, Frank Hilson, died yesterday. I only knew Frank for a few years and we only spent a couple of weeks in each other’s company but hardly a day passed that we weren’t in contact with each other via emails. I can’t imagine anyone not liking Frank Hilson. He was that kind of guy. I wish I had known him longer, but I’m grateful for the time I did know him. He will be missed by everyone who knew him.

Frank Hilson

9/28/1939 – 11/15/2011

Please, don’t think I’m being flip about this, but it’s our destiny. We all owe our creator a life. There’s no getting out of paying that debt. You can’t beg for more than what you’ve been allotted. It’s not going to happen. But whether we’re here to see it or not there’s always another sunrise.

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  1. Frank might be surprised to know that here on the Texas coast, someone who knew him only through you is shedding a tear this morning. Clearly, he was a special person – to all who knew him – and no matter how expected the end, it’s coming always has a sense of surprise about it.

    This is a wonderful tribute to Frank, and wise words to the rest of us. I’m glad you posted his photo again, together with today’s sunrise. I’m really sorry for your loss.

    Thanks, Linda. He was a special guy. He’d been battling cancer for a couple of years. I called him via Skype about two weeks ago. He was very weak then and could barely talk, but I was glad to be able to say goodbye in person.