In the past two weeks, I’ve witnessed “the circle of life” take place among some of the people closest to me.
On September 14, I watched Brad, a young man I’ve known since “before he was born”, marry his beautiful sweetheart. And I cried.
Three days later, my father-in-law, lying in a hospital bed, neared the end of his earthly life. I watched as he motioned his children closer and kissed each of them on the cheek. And I cried.
Eight days later, I learned that my great niece had given birth to a baby boy. (Surprise: during the ultrasound, they were told to expect a girl!) And I cried.
The circle of life. (And many tears.) In just two short weeks.
these days of mine 