Peace at Last

My father died on Friday, December 29, 2006. It was much more painful than I expected.   My father and mother divorced when I was very young. My mom soon married again to the man who raised me, the man I have always considered and referred to me as my dad. I was...

Saying Good-bye

I spent time with a friend of mine today, I’ll call her Cindy. Cindy’s mother is dying, Cindy knows it, her mother knows it and the doctors confirm it. As I chatted with Cindy it was clear to me that she is at peace with the situation. Now don’t get...