A new day

Last night was very cold and rainy, and we attended a funeral for one of Carol’s best friends, Cathy, whom she’s known since junior high school.

This morning was sunny and clear, and during the drive to work I thought about Cathy, my own family and friends, and how the beautiful morning was a sign that a new day always comes, and that life indeed goes on.

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