Tho’ much is taken, much abides; and though
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
- Alfred Lord Tennyson
Friday, January 27, 2012
I'm in awe about the strength you had to bury your son. I think that would destroy me.
Et lux perpetua donna eis, Domine. And save me from having to go there.