Hugs and support for Timer Lady
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Liahona
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timer lady
Queen of Hearts
I'm always in awe at the strength & support given here....
Yesterday would have been my 23rd wedding anniversary. For some reason, this year I cannot stop crying. It's like the reality has finally struck ~ my husband is gone.
His wedding ring was stolen, as some of you know & that has put me into a tailspin. The tears are flowing as they should have been 2 1/2 years ago. The pain of his loss has struck me anew.
Thank you all for your prayers & your support. It's much appreciated.
Yesterday would have been my 23rd wedding anniversary. For some reason, this year I cannot stop crying. It's like the reality has finally struck ~ my husband is gone.
His wedding ring was stolen, as some of you know & that has put me into a tailspin. The tears are flowing as they should have been 2 1/2 years ago. The pain of his loss has struck me anew.
Thank you all for your prayers & your support. It's much appreciated.
JJJ
Active Member
The Dragonfly Project
"In the bottom of an old pond lived some grubs who could not understand why none of their group ever came back after crawling up the lily stems to the top of the water. They promised each other that the next one who was called to make the upward climb would return and tell what had happened to him. Soon one of them felt an urgent impulse to seek the surface; he rested himself on the top of a lily pad and went through a glorious transformation which made him a dragonfly with beautiful wings. In vain he tried to keep his promise. Flying back and forth over the pond, he peered down at his friends below. Then he realized that even if they could see him they would not recognize such a radiant creature as one of their number.
The fact that we cannot see our friends or communicate with them after the transformation which we call death is no proof that they cease to exist."
by Walter Dudley Cavert
Remember Now
"In the bottom of an old pond lived some grubs who could not understand why none of their group ever came back after crawling up the lily stems to the top of the water. They promised each other that the next one who was called to make the upward climb would return and tell what had happened to him. Soon one of them felt an urgent impulse to seek the surface; he rested himself on the top of a lily pad and went through a glorious transformation which made him a dragonfly with beautiful wings. In vain he tried to keep his promise. Flying back and forth over the pond, he peered down at his friends below. Then he realized that even if they could see him they would not recognize such a radiant creature as one of their number.
The fact that we cannot see our friends or communicate with them after the transformation which we call death is no proof that they cease to exist."
by Walter Dudley Cavert
Remember Now
