When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
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Goodness does everyone look happy in that picture. 2 years, feels like yesterday and forever ago at the same time. Tears will never stop. Thank you for being here for me all the time. And doing such a wonderful job of taking his place and holding us together and for everything you do for Mom. Your a great sister and a great Friend. I love you!!!! Something not said nearly enough. I am glad that we get to spend the weekend together, being together somehow eases this pain at least for me.
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