I write when I can get a word in edgewise
Linda: I am so sorry for this impending loss. May you and yours find peace and comfort and God's glory at this time.
You are in my thoughts and prayers as you near the end with your father-in-law. The image poem is just right. His gifts are sprinkled and now is time for peace. Love, Margaret
Linda, sweet prayers are lifted for your family in this time of approaching loss. Gifts from the sender will be treasured memories.
I'm sorry to hear this, Linda. Sounds like he offered many blessings. xo
An evocative photo -- I think of the blessings spread along, taking root, still growing long, long afterward. Your words strike deep and my prayers are with you, Linda.
I'm so sorry! Your poem is a beautiful tribute.
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