A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
Life is truly amazing, Joyce. We have to accept the sad times as well as celebrate the happy times. Or maybe even in death we should celebrate it...I'm trying to get myself in that frame of mind for my dad...I don't want to be sad...I want to be happy for him....he has and still does have a wonderful life. Sounds like Judy was surrounded by happiness and love...what more can we ask for?
He is, isn't He!xo, misha
“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” – Mark Twain