Thoughts of Memorial Day

Hello all,

Today's church service moved me to tears. Every year my church allows individuals to put the names of those they have lost into a basket during communion. At the end of the service, each name is read out loud. As I placed Dad's name into the basket, Rev. Kendall came up to shake my hand and give me a hug. It was impossible to not cry at the alter then. Before the entire congregation, I mourned the loss of my father again. Like rushing water, the feelings exploded out of me. I cried a cleansing cry. As the final song was being played, I prayed for my father in Heaven. I hope that he is doing well and sees me from time to time. I am doing all I can Dad. Some days are just harder than others. I am sure you understand.

Thanks for reading.

-Andy