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Meet the sun halfway



When I got home yesterday afternoon, I found the most beautiful roses on my porch. They were from a neighbor. In the card, she explained that a friend had given her the rose bush when her mother died five years ago. "She keeps it bloom!" she wrote.

Today, at my grandmother's funeral, I will read a tribute written by my younger cousin, Abby. Abby ended the tribute with something my grandmother used to say to encourage her:

Just back up and punt.

And these words, from a song she used to sing:

Stop hiding behind that pillow. Stop hiding behind the hay. Get up, get out, and meet the sun halfway. 

Room to breathe

When a family loses a matriarch