Markets rise and crash like the waves. Financial giants melt like ice cream on hot asphalt. Workplace anxiety hits fever pitch. Fortunes are routinely earned and squandered. Politicans are like a man walking in a blizzard and leaving no tracks. Businesses cycle just as day follows night.
But cherishing and loving friends and family and keeping their memories alive - THOSE are eternal gifts that can’t be bought or sold. This notion hit me like a brick in the face last week as I learned a childhood friend was burying her teenage daughter. May God bless and comfort her family and all who struggle in this life.
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