My brother's wife's mother died over the weekend, so I flew to Dallas to the funeral. On the way to the airport from my town, however, I drove by a place that represents what is sacred to me. It's a little known place very near the airport, and passing by it always takes me to my mind's innermost sanctum because something beautiful and meaningful hallowed the ground there.
I think of this place, not just now and then, but often. And, coming back into town from Dallas today I passed this place again.
I closed my eyes... to see the happening and the three faces again and to honor such an affectionate, memorable event.
I thought the symmetry was perfect. To help honor the events happening with my brother and his wife, I needed to honor the beauty and truth of my own event both before traveling to Dallas and after.
I opened my eyes, looked in the direction where the sun sets, and said aloud, "I am eternally grateful!"
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
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