Just because there aren't red poppies everywhere doesn't mean I've forgotten.
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3 comments:
Sweet...
Dear Joshua, a tear trickled down my cheek...the mother mourner looking out over Vimy. You have to make a pilgrimage there sometime. It is a 'thin' place.
Our remembering was part of a very meaningful service at First CRC Vancouver. Flowed beautifully into the baptism of Trevor and Julia's son Gideon.
I had a dream last night and you were in it.
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