Thursday, November 02, 2006

My father died on October 31. He and my mother would have celebrated their 51st wedding anniversary on November 5. He lived his whole life totally dedicated to my mother and to my brothers and me. But ...

the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul wears out the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And love itself have rest.

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