Maybe it was the name I recognized in the Death Notices section of the paper, or maybe it’s the fact that four sweet ladies—all moms of dear friends—have recently passed away. Not sure of the exact trigger, but lately I’ve been thinking about what my eventual funeral will look like. Morbid meanderings. Not my favorite. Continue reading “If I Die Today, Here’s How You Can Love Me Tomorrow”
If I Die Today, Here’s How You Can Love Me Tomorrow
