Today we burried our dear friend and surrogate mom, Ruth Thomas. It was a hard day. We sent her off in style and celebrated her life. Lots of tears. A few laughs. Much joy. We'll miss her, but I don't think she'd want us to do that. It's hard to find comfort right now. For me, heaven has become sort of abstract, out there, pie in the sky. To find comfort you've got to think about it in simple terms, it's not easy for me to do that these days.
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