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I don't mean to minimize my father-in-law's death with pictures of cats and berries -- these are the things my eye sees and it does happen that on the same day you bury a great man, you also see impossibly cute children bouncing on a trampoline. That is, to cliche, life.
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I think that actually is at least one answer to the questions of why and how and who we are. The ability to see the beauty in the sorrow is a gift and the only way to fly, in my opinion. The berries and children are what keep us off the ledge.
Posted by: Crescent | December 12, 2007 10:37 AM