The Worst of All Fridays

Today I sat in my office and grieved with my client who lost his wife two weeks ago.  They had been married for over 50 years and had what could only be described as one of the great love stories.  He told me how beautiful she was and how grateful he was to know that she was standing tall and moving lithe and bright with Jesus today.  He would remember her forever this way.  Like so many who complete their suffering with a bought of Alzheimer's or dementia, it was a sudden fall which had precipitated her last days.  Alice hadn't spoken in months and then out of nowhere she took a fall and stopped eating and drinking.  My client went to her side as quickly as he could and kissed her on the lips.  She looked at him as if seeing him for the first time and whispered, "It was beautiful."  The first words she'd said in months, and the last she would ever say.

"It was beautiful."

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