Esme's funeral today was a sad but
beautiful event. It was Ashani's speech that made something
abundantly clear. Our original home fellowship group, where we all
met way back in 1998 built relationships that have lasted and will
most likely endure for many years.
Here's what was really funny though. I
was only 23 when I started the group and registered it as a 'young
adults' group, but it ended up being anything but that. Esme was
nearing retirement at the time and the rest of the group was a mixed
aged, multicultural, multilingual crazy concoction, but we all ended
up loving that special time we spent together.
The years may have passed and our paths
may have all gone in different ways, but the love and friendship
never ended. I can well imagine that not long after arriving at the
pearly gates and doing the grand tour, that God might have introduced
Esme to my family members already there. I can hear her laughter as
she recounts the tails of our times together and that just has to
make me smile.
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