I cannot see Andie and not see Tom's love. I cannot see James, Katie and their parents and not remember Tom's humor, creativity and generosity. And when we look at Connor, we can still see Tom's living legacy growing and changing. In all this sadness, we reach out to each other for comfort and support, we feel unique and collective grief, and we rely on the fact that the way through is in the arms of the people we love. As you can see in these few photos, there are still smiles and there is still joy. If that isn't the hand of God. I'm not sure what is.
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Smiles.
I cannot see Andie and not see Tom's love. I cannot see James, Katie and their parents and not remember Tom's humor, creativity and generosity. And when we look at Connor, we can still see Tom's living legacy growing and changing. In all this sadness, we reach out to each other for comfort and support, we feel unique and collective grief, and we rely on the fact that the way through is in the arms of the people we love. As you can see in these few photos, there are still smiles and there is still joy. If that isn't the hand of God. I'm not sure what is.
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That first picture with Andie is just beautiful.
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