Tuesday, June 30, 2015

To my friend.

My friend's husband died. I don't know what to say to her; I never know what to say.

Maybe these words from holy scripture will say it for me:
Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore. ~ Psalms 16:11
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