The flowers were on my kitchen table and as I ate breakfast I kept looking at them. In a few hours I would take the flowers along with the urn, with my son's remains, to the chapel at Spirit of Christ Catholic Community. Today, November 22, 2016 would be the memorial for my son. The more I looked at the flowers and the tangled stems below, a thought came to my mind.
Life is like the tangle of stems beneath this flower bouquet.
Up above, the flowers in their glory must be like heaven looks today!
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