When We Meet Again and Again
#2… This is my second article on life, death, grief, and signs in a series whose quantity of writings is not quite clear at the moment. I use the numbering sequence so I may keep track of the progression on the items I wish to share on these topics.
I never really created a bucket list before. Growing up, my life was such a mass of constant change, that I didn’t make plans for the future; I just took life as it came to me. When I started dating and later became engaged to Chase, we had fun making plans and planning a future.
It was a normal moment. The last meeting before Easter was coming to a close, the cookie container was emptying, people were discussing next steps. Sitting in my church’s conference room at a large rectangular table, I heard one of my colleagues say, “Let’s close in prayer.”