“Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.”
I just got the phone call I have been dreading. My brother called to tell me that his beloved wife died this morning. She’d been diagnosed with terminal cancer in February. The doctors didn’t give her much time; still the swiftness of her decline was astonishing.
While I was out photographing the first light of the day this morning, she was preparing to leave this earth.
If you are so inclined, I would greatly appreciate prayers for my brother Dave.