Tuesday, November 29, 2022
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One of my fondest memories is of the summer I spent going to Saulaine ( a Latvian church campground) with my grandparents, Arvids and Helene. I Deeply cherish the time I spent with them. It was a quiet summer, but somehow deeply nourishing and special. Every week-end I went fishing with my grandfather. I remember sitting in the backseat of their station wagon and seeing them both in the front seat, thinking how they were meant to be together.
I think we are visitors, here , in this world , for a short time and then we are gone again.Arvids visit is over and I know somewhere our paths will cross again. I know Arvids is with Helene again . I see him, fishing on a sunny, golden river somewhere,peacefully, quietly.
May you be at peace grandpa and may our paths cross again on the next visit.
Krista
