Monday, July 27, 2020

Teary

I have been extremely weepy lately.  I'm reading a book by a doctor that has moved me to tears several times already, and I'm not even halfway through.  She has given me the definition of "forgiveness" that I've been searching for.

Watching John Lewis cross the Pettus Bridge one last time.


Hearing "It Is Well With My Soul" sung for him, and us, in the Capitol Rotunda.

Seeing his family members go to the casket.  I've had to say my last goodbyes to both my parents through closed caskets.




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