Over the last few days I've been thinking a lot about Thursday, Jan. 11. That evening Faye came home from a busy day saying she did not feel well at all.
Who knew that would be the last day of work she would put in?
Who knew she would never leave the house again?
Who knew should never feel energetic or healthy again, this side of heaven?
Who knew we would never share a meal together again?
Who knew she would never go to church with me again?
Life is precious and short. Live it well.
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