Every Story is Unique

This last week our close friends lost their Dad. He was a Christian and a good husband, father, and grandfather. I had the privilege to be in his space several times over the last few years. Tomorrow will be the 2nd time in two months we will all gather at the same funeral home.

Also, this last week, one of my favorite customers came in the bank. This was the first time I'd seen her since her husband suddenly passed away earlier this month. She didn't know about Derek yet. We sat at my desk holding each other's hands for a good while sharing our stories. She told me this was her second husband. She lost her first husband in a car wreck when she was 30 and her children were small.

A couple of weeks ago at my Momma's church we prayed for a family who had lost their grandfather. The father of the family didn't show up for the funeral visitation, so someone went to look for him and found that he had also died.

Every story is unique. And tragic...it was Christmas Eve...he just graduated...her first grandbaby is on the way. These are just the ones I've prayed for the last few months.

Y'all. We gotta just love each other. Have compassion and be kind. Everyone is going through something.

Live out loud. Laugh as often as you can. Love as hard as you can.