Saying Good-bye
I have been able leave the house a bit earlier in order to pick up Jenna from seminary. I think there is a combination of morning light and glow from the snow in the hills. I feel so fortunate that I was able to pick her up while the sky wasn’t showering us with moisture. It did start raining pretty hard once we got out of Myrtle Creek and started our journey into Tri-City. Roland and I had watched 60 minutes on Sunday. The first story focused on the changes brought to us by the cornavirus and how “normal” is a thing of the past as many have lost loved ones and were unable to send off with a proper closure – especially in the beginning of the pandemic. Millions of Americans have crossed to the other side and funerals seemed null or sparsely attended out of caution and often regulation. It’s sad. ...