from BETsy Kates....
How do you move a memorial garden? A commemorative tree? What do I do with the memories contained inside these walls, the view out of the window behind the pulpit? I picture children running in the hallways, and then I picture our hymnals floating in 4 feet of water - and my grief seems to float with them.
A part of me says it’s wrong to feel sad about a place; that it’s not a human being. But still.
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