Prayers.
Prayers said. Growing old is not for the meek.
In a strange and ironic way, as we were leaving funeral services yesterday for Betty, my adoptive mother, I received a call that my aunt Glenda died.
Thank you for the the thoughts and prayers.
Thank you for the the thoughts and prayers.
Good grief, Evan! I'm so sorry. More prayers, brother!
That's terrible. Prayers sent up.
Man, that's tough so sorry. Prayers sent for your family.
Prayers for sure.
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