Familia Gastón Alveal Becerra Relation to Deceased: Pariente y Amigo Me despido de un gran Amigo y Pariente al que pude conocer las veces que vono a Chile, aca toda la familia lo apreciaba mucho por su simpatia y muy buena persona. No le digo adios sino hasta siempre ya que se que en la otra vida nos vamos a encontrar. Ve en paz Francisco o Pancho como algunos los llamaban. The celebration of life, shared in the beginning, and again, in the end. Yet we forget to celebrate it, in every moment we live. Time, days, years, go on, but are we alive? Alive and do not know it, sleeping in the world and dead to the life we are to live. To celebrate all life, the sparrow who sang in the morning, and died in the night, why do we not celebrate its life? To know thyself is to know you are alive – to give, to love, to seek truth, beauty, and suffer pain. In life as it is meant to be, pain is forgotten, and strength is all that’s left to be gained in the moment by moment celebration of life. By Deborah Peabody
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Familia Gastón Alveal Becerra Relation to Deceased: Pariente y Amigo Me despido de un gran Amigo y Pariente al que pude conocer las veces que vono a Chile, aca toda la familia lo apreciaba mucho por su simpatia y muy buena persona. No le digo adios sino hasta siempre ya que se que en la otra vida nos vamos a encontrar. Ve en paz Francisco o Pancho como algunos los llamaban. The celebration of life, shared in the beginning, and again, in the end. Yet we forget to celebrate it, in every moment we live. Time, days, years, go on, but are we alive? Alive and do not know it, sleeping in the world and dead to the life we are to live. To celebrate all life, the sparrow who sang in the morning, and died in the night, why do we not celebrate its life? To know thyself is to know you are alive – to give, to love, to seek truth, beauty, and suffer pain. In life as it is meant to be, pain is forgotten, and strength is all that’s left to be gained in the moment by moment celebration of life. By Deborah Peabody