In the midst of a lovely family celebration, surrounded by people I love, I received news of the untimely death of a friend.
At first, I was stunned. I could hardly speak and what I finally said made no sense.
This man was only 56 years old - too young to die! He had a wife and family - good reasons to live.
It just keeps happening! Seems our only social life consists of going to visitations and funerals.
I wonder how many more before it stops. Or at least slows down.
Too often, Death brushes my sleeve as He hurries past.
Photograph by Peggy Hunter~
