Tuesday, August 11, 2015
What moves through us is a silence, a quiet sadness, a longing for one more day, one more word, one more touch. I'm so thankful for the time spent with my Dad and Uncle Alf, the last couple months, while Uncle was in the hospital. To experience their brotherly connection, their tongue-in-cheek conversations, their sadness and their love for one another. Heaven has received another Angel.
