There is a time for everything and a season for every activity under the heavens….a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to weep and a time to laugh…
a time to mourn and a time to dance...
a wise king once said….
In the writing of books there is no end
your full life resonates with meaning
You have seized life’s moments and lived to the fullest. Snippets and anecdotes of random memories reveal a life of grace and blessings.