I have never understood it when after someone has died people often say ‘He (or she) had a full life,’ as if a life lived can be measured in a Pyrex measuring cup. As if once life reaches beyond the little red markings with the possibility of overflowing onto the Formica counter, it’s time to pass on.
...my cup runneth over
A few weeks ago, my friend Julian Stein, Jr. died in Baltimore. At 93, I’m certain many will say he had a full life, but I am willing to bet that his family and many others including me, wish that the Great Filler of the Pyrex Cup in the Sky would have allowed him just a few more ounces above the red markings.
There are many who miss him so, so much already.
