share of funerals the last little while. At the end of July, Gary's Aunt Zelma passed away and we went to her graveside service. He now has only one aunt still living (Aunt Betty)
Then last week we went to our bishop's mothers viewing. She had suffered from Alzheimer's for 14 years, so though any death is hard no matter what, in cases like that you can feel happy for them. Our friend and neighbor, John Avery, passed away last Saturday of a brain tumor. He first realized something was wrong in December when he kept falling on one side while skiing. He went through surgery and treatments, but it was very aggressive. His funeral is tomorrow.
Funerals are definitely a time of retrospection. We are reminded our own mortality. We suffer for those who are feeling the void in their lives. And I am always motivated to live a little better, as we never know when our turn will come. It always makes me very grateful to know that death in this life is not the end, and that those relationships we cherish here can continue on.
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Amen
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