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Day 25

After a restless night of bed tag with the kids, I came across some shocking news this morning: a school friend had passed away.

Woke up this morning to news with a wack
In an instant I was transported to 15 years back
A friend and our peer
In our close-knit school day
Not yet thirty years old
He'd passed away
My mindset was jolted
How could this be
Weren't we too young for memorials and misery
And what of his loved ones - so shocked and so sad
And what of his young son - growing up with no dad
And how was he doing these days, I'd no clue
Life had moved on with life's list of To Do
I felt so very sorry for not taking the time; to learn of his milestones and show him mine
Just helped me see how short our life here can be
And to count all my blessings and all I can see

I say a prayer for your peace and for those who remain
A soothing balm to cover them and ease the pain 

It's a sad day to think of this loss for all
But my Friend, thanks for great memories for us to recall

It pretty much set the tone for the rest of the day.

We went about our chores and business as best as possible and dear Jorja suprised me with her sensitivity when she noticed me looking a little down. One caring question led to the next, and once I'd assured her that I'd be okay, she gave me a hug and walked off.

She'd been out on the farm from early this morning and was quite pooped when she returned. Turns out not tired enough - her inquiring mind was wondering "what God made people into when they died"...Coincidence?

I was trying to give her my best response when Aunty Robyn sent a Skype message that helped me and her understand things better.

P-J took his first drive on a the tractor today and forgot to take a selfie. Will have to try again tomorrow!

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