The day after a holiday is always a quiet, down time. Today was no exception, and I found myself missing Gwen more than ever. Here it is almost December, and I played golf this afternoon. I was paired with a young teacher from Westland, and it was quite enjoyable. Still, I found myself staring into space at times.
Tonight I received an unexpected call from a dear friend. We talked, we cried, and we laughed. It was exactly the right thing at exactly the right time. God is good.
You are with us in special ways during the holidays, Dear; with some help from Jeanne and Anne I've even gotten a start on Christmas shopping--you know how I love doing that.
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