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SNOW AND MELANCHOLY...


A sad and difficult day. This morning Emiko and I attended the funeral service of our friend Jane whose passing I noted in a previous journal entry. Her husband, (and our good friend,) Mark, read a moving tribute to her with tears in his eyes and moments of extreme grief and difficulty which touched the hearts of all the hundred or more mourners that packed our village church. I felt deeply for him. He was so brave and strong but clearly crushed by the weight of his loss.

The weather this morning was cold with a blanket of snow, which made driving problematic. We slipped and slid down the lane to finally arrive at the church where cars lined the streets and also filled the church car park with people coming to say their fond, sad goodbyes. It’s a sign of how loved and respected Mark and Jane are that so many people braved the weather to pay their respects. I was both moved and numb with the tragedy of it all, so very, very sad...