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Singing with angels / May 21, 2009
Dear Viewpoint:

Singing with the Angels - Across the river lived a very sweet lady, we became good friends through a mutual friend. One of her favorite sayings was “one day we will be singing with the angels” yesterday morning I learned she was in “heavens’ choir” her last morning, she was happy and content, so I take great comfort in that. She loved to raise gardens and pretty flowers, actually we loved all the pretty things in God’s country. I drank many a cup of coffee with her and also ate some mighty good muffins, hot, out of her oven. Some days she would tell me “you are all I got” well, many days on those lonely old dark winter days “she was all I had.” We could sit and talk about anything and everything. She would tell me of her late husband, they had fifty-plus years of married life, I never knew him, jet, her memories of him were so vivid, it was almost like I did know him. Now I could tell by the way he kept his shop so neat, with everything in its place, he was a very tidy man. I understand he lived his life the same way. I heard a man say once “you can tell a whole lot about a man by just looking around his home” and it’s so true, if a home and yard are in order, maybe everything else is. In my friends’ last days, she had some kind and loving family and friends helping her, a very devoted sister was always, always by her side, may God bless her richly. I will say in “heavens’ choir” my dear friend is sing her favorite old him “Won’t it be wonderful there,” most assuredly it will. Dear friend, I am so glad our paths crossed, I’ll treasure “our talks” you save a place for me, we will talk again and I will try to sing with you and your husband, and thank you for always making me feel welcome and for your kind words and beautiful smile. “Good memories have painted this perfect day in beautiful colors that never fade away, we find at the end of a perfect day, the soul of a dear friend we have made.”

Tim Anderson


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