5 Turns and 7 Men

I don't know why I thought of this today, but I did.....

The doors opened automatically as you walked in. There was somebody there to escort you. By the time you got there you composed yourself and made the walk. After the first time you knew the route. Not much was said. You followed the walls down the long corridor that was bare. You made a left then an immediate right to a glass door. You pushed the door open and made a left, but you were outside and the summer air greeted your face. Most of the time you were already sweaty and the humidity didn't help. There was a loud generator and HVAC unit that spun as you kept walking. On the right hand side was the small building. You made the right turn-There was another glass door which you opened into an atrium. Then you made the left and were greeted.

"Sir, he is in there. Are you ready?"

"I am"

Each of the 7 times each one looked different. One time I couldn't see his face. 

To know that I was partly responsible gave me a lump in my throat. Id walk slow and remember who else would know in a few hours and what I would say after they found out. 

Each one got a kiss on the forehead and a whisper from me that I've only told two people, "Whatever you do, take His hand and walk through the veil."

That's all I'd say and I knew all was well- for him.

Life can end at anytime for anyone. My experiences of burying 7 men under my hand is no exception and I wouldn't say it's worth more then anybody else's. What I would say is that people can leave anytime and we should love every minute that our friends, acquaintances, and loved ones remain here on Earth. 

Arguments, disagreements, hurt, distance... All can be overcome. But living with "I wish I would have" can and will haunt you forever