The way to love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person's soul until you find a crack, and then gently pour your love into that crack ~ Keith Miller
Sometimes my life has more challenges than average; sometimes it has less. But when I look back, I see it is through the tough times that I have grown the most and that I have been most blessed.
This is my journal. It is not a diary so much as a place to express my musings. I hope it will bless my friends and encourage and amuse anyone else who stumbles across it. Foremost though, I offer it as prayer, a two-way conversation with my Loving Father, God.
It is forty years since my brother was killed in Vietnam in 1971(see earlier post). This year my reflections are on the loss of the future that was taken from our family and his own family.
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