Sorry, friends--
No pretty pictures today--plenty of sadness, but plenty of support to go with it.
You may recall my lengthy blog last week which partially involved one of my best friends (more like family to me) whose office was profoundly affected by the shooting death of their local chief of police. Today was the fallen officer's funeral procession, and my friend was involved in the arrangements, it will suffice to say. This morning at work I received a message from my friend asking me to keep her in my prayers, as her office had received word that a "bad guy" was promising to shoot at the funeral procession.
It never ends, does it? I called home, I talked to my work friends, I enlisted as much spiritual support as I could, but I couldn't reach out to my on-line community (even if I could surf the Web at the office, I certainly couldn't come HERE, could I?). But there was one person I COULD reach. Thank you again, Cadavre, for your kindness, your spirit and for the love and protection you shared not only with me but with a perfect stranger.
The funeral was further compromised by a completely unconnected fatal traffic accident on the route of the procession--the day was emotionally devastating--but nobody shot at anybody and my friends and loved ones are safe.
I returned home, and this is what greeted me...
Dr. Creep Dies At 68
Rest in peace, you wonderful man.
I believe I need a little time out.
Love you all,
Remo D.
No pretty pictures today--plenty of sadness, but plenty of support to go with it.
You may recall my lengthy blog last week which partially involved one of my best friends (more like family to me) whose office was profoundly affected by the shooting death of their local chief of police. Today was the fallen officer's funeral procession, and my friend was involved in the arrangements, it will suffice to say. This morning at work I received a message from my friend asking me to keep her in my prayers, as her office had received word that a "bad guy" was promising to shoot at the funeral procession.
It never ends, does it? I called home, I talked to my work friends, I enlisted as much spiritual support as I could, but I couldn't reach out to my on-line community (even if I could surf the Web at the office, I certainly couldn't come HERE, could I?). But there was one person I COULD reach. Thank you again, Cadavre, for your kindness, your spirit and for the love and protection you shared not only with me but with a perfect stranger.
The funeral was further compromised by a completely unconnected fatal traffic accident on the route of the procession--the day was emotionally devastating--but nobody shot at anybody and my friends and loved ones are safe.
I returned home, and this is what greeted me...
Dr. Creep Dies At 68
Rest in peace, you wonderful man.
I believe I need a little time out.
Love you all,
Remo D.
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cadavre:
I'm quite glad you did reach me. Glad to help too! I'm sorry it's been such a rough weekend
briscoe:
thanks! 