Storms In Our LIves

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No matter how stormy the clouds (in our lives) may be …

they don’t hover forever!

On Loss

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After watching my dear friend’s casket be lowered into the ground today, I walked away debating in my mind: is my invisible valentine-type heart filled with many holes of sorrow or has each loss contributed to one original hole so that now I have one gigantic vast void in that heart?  Tomorrow starts a new chapter without Jeanine, and I will take a ride up to the lake for breakfast and a walk on the beach.  Life goes on.

What are losses like for you?