Mark......
So much of what you write is in the silence of my heart. No one sees or know really what is being felt inside. For whatever in my childhood, learned from parents who unknowingly taught me a lesson. Seen what unforgiving resentments could do to those who really were "beautiful" but for this terrible flaw. Rather than carry this on to my family; whether or not bad or good day with children.....never were allowed to go to bed at night without giving a "kiss" to and getting one back. Love is "unconditional". We may not like what family members did or do; but that does not mean we do not love them.

Blessed for the days as a child, sat in an empty church many evenings; but always in the Presence of God. God who has filled me with this "unconditional love" has given me the grace to pass on to my family. I watch as they pass on to others; especially those who need them. Oh yes, Blessed are we to be in the presence of one another. Strangers we are, yet not really; we are one...our "pain" has brought us here together. Together we share thoughts and feelings rarely understood by others.

Supporting, caring and sharing is what really brings us together. Pain, then takes a place after these and not our main focus because we have one another. Blessed we all are to have found one another. Of course....not by chance.


Gerry