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Most were all there. My immediate family gathered together to share a holiday and a meal. There were those missing this year, but especially those who have gone before us. We were painfully aware of their absence and yet the fact we came together on this special day made all the sense in the world.
Healing; we are in the midst of healing. While we heal, the laughter soothes our bitter wounds and the closeness weaves those we love into our knit. The young ones are growing into young men and the younger ones keep them connected to being young boys still. The young ones keep those growing older connected while we pour ourselves out into these next generations.
I had a front row seat to what love does. Love given freely, love unexpected, love unrestrained. I want more.