Monday, September 26, 2011

A funeral

He was not a close friend of ours. Still, it's always so sad when you know somebody who loved life is gone forever, and they had a family, and kids who are adults but they are still too young, way too young to lose their father.


After the ceremony there was a memorial reception at the family bar. Outside in the back, where the band was playing country songs. I sat there scratching my toes in the ground, and there, I dug up a little key chain type metal thing that reads, engraved onto a heart: "Each day is a gift from God".


Thank you, God, for today.

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