Readers of this blog would probably agree that I am seldom at a loss for words. But this time I am. Someday, given the gift of time and reflection, I will certainly write more, but for now it's too close and overwhelming.
Yesterday was an extraordinary day for our family. As our relocation to the Windy City approaches it's finale, we were attending our beloved St. Andrew's Church on our second-to-last regular service, and were surprised with a going away party from the entire congregation. There was a cake, balloons, gifts and lots of hugs and tears. There was also music and a song written just for us and performed by our own folk music group, The Minstrels. And most moving of all, a special letter with many kind words, written by our Rector and read aloud at the service, saying that he would direct it to our new Church when we are ready.
As I had said in a parting letter to them, we will never replace this Church. It's not possible. And if we take away one life lesson from that place and it's good people, it is that old principle of the love you give being returned tenfold. Some people say that applies to all things. I don't know about that, but it's real and it exists at St. Andrew's. A gift we will never forget.
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We could not be there.
We thought of you all.
As the Great Entertainer said,
"Thanks for the memories...." and...We will be seeing you.
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