My heart is not into sharing details but God was and is with us along this rocky terrain, even when He seems distant. When bad seemed bad enough, the storms was at the darkest when my dad died last September. I traveled to his funeral on my birthday when it had been my hope to vis...
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The funeral was of course a sad event, but it was also a thankful one – for the life of my Uncle Richard who died aged ninety-four. Married to my Dad’s sister for many decades, five children between them, he was an intelligent, thoughtful, kind gentleman who cared for my aunt as...
along with all the normal stressful things associated with a wedding. We know that there will be many many happy years to come for you guys and we look forward to sharing it with you as family. On a personal note, thanks for giving me an event that is not a funeral to wear a suit...
Revelation can be a slow process, the journey proves to be too much for some. But in the wake of a spell of distress you can find the strength to break through the numb. Nature will not be denied or despaired. The Unstoppable Force is always there. ...
funeral, but due to the medications I was taking at the time, I wasn’t able to feel any emotions at all. I found myself completely unable to grieve. Even as I stood beside his casket andwantedto feel sadness, I couldn’t. I felt nothing. I felt dead inside, like a complete ...
By the fourth search day, more than thirty volunteers encountered the dog owners and their fellow searchers in a cemetery (during a funeral) and in a ski area subdivision where Addie had been spotted. The very timid dog, however, continued to elude every attempt to catch her. ...
and I blithely kissed and hugged him goodbye. Two weeks later I was flying back for the funeral. When Mom called to tell me he was ill, I asked if I should come home and she said “No, don’t come. It’s fine, you’ve had your turn.” And it was tough to take, but I gues...