I went to a funeral this morning for the brother of my former pastor (he managed to do a beautiful job presiding at his own brother's funeral). And at Saturday vigil mass this evening, a little girl was baptized. Joe was 65 when he died. Kathleen was six months if she was a day when she was baptized this afternoon.
Endings and beginnings, but all part of this thing we call life.
No profound thoughts about that, just something to ponder.
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