When A Hug Is Enough

My father In Law was killed in a fishing accident almost two weeks ago. Both him, and his fishing buddy Al, apparently got caught by a Lake Huron storm that laid claim to their lives on Friday April 21^st. We have spent the last week or so (after they found the bodies) going through all the emotions and motions of grieving including all of the arrangements that must be made after someone is suddenly gone. One evening with my mother-in-law on her front porch near Harrisville, she was crying as we hugged when she said that it all had no meaning anymore. Without her partner, her lover, her “best” friend, as she called him, life in that house had lost its meaning. There was nothing said, no words could heal this gaping wound to her very life. The hug was enough.

Thank You for all of your prayers.