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I just read this thread and I am overwhelmed.
I can only pray as your family grieves. I know this pain so well.
Bless you.
 
Susan, I've been out of town and just now learned of your nephew's passing. Along with others, I sent a card and prayed for him and your family. I hope this brought some comfort knowing that so many people who didn't even know him cared. My deepest condolences.

A favorite poem of mine:
The Little Ship

I stood watching as the little ship sailed out to sea. The setting sun tinted his white sails with a golden light, and as he disappeared from sight a voice at my side whispered, “He is gone”.
But the sea was a narrow one. On the farther shore a little band of friends had gathered to watch and wait in happy expectation. Suddenly they caught sight of the tiny sail and, at the very moment when my companion had whispered, “He is gone” a glad shout went up in joyous welcome, “Here he comes!”
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So sweet! Thank you. The cards meant SO MUCH to Joey and his family. They are overwhelmed by the kindness shown - both before and after his passing.

Thank you again from the bottom of my heart. There is a reason we call Sowal home - and this is a big part of it. The people are wonderful. :)
 
Susan, I've been out of town and just now learned of your nephew's passing. Along with others, I sent a card and prayed for him and your family. I hope this brought some comfort knowing that so many people who didn't even know him cared. My deepest condolences.

A favorite poem of mine:
The Little Ship

I stood watching as the little ship sailed out to sea. The setting sun tinted his white sails with a golden light, and as he disappeared from sight a voice at my side whispered, ?He is gone?.
But the sea was a narrow one. On the farther shore a little band of friends had gathered to watch and wait in happy expectation. Suddenly they caught sight of the tiny sail and, at the very moment when my companion had whispered, ?He is gone? a glad shout went up in joyous welcome, ?Here he comes!?
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What a beautiful sentiment. :wub:
 
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