Why so moved by the epitaph, I asked myself.
Blessed are the pure in heart
For they shall see God
It was the sense that someone thought so highly of the person beneath the gravestone. How loved she must have been.
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Today’s task: making fudge for a potluck.
This week’s: gathering donations for a rummage sale next weekend, and tackling the office closet.
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Well, the fudge part sounds good…
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