A Friend

Peter Lassig, friend.

Read a column in this morning's paper that featured a friend of The Husband.  From one of The Husband's former jobs (he worked on Temple Square while he completing his college degree in the early years of our marriage).  The columnist was remembering Peter following his funeral last week.

Peter was the Head Gardener on Temple Square. Even though decades have passed since our paths have crossed, The Husband remembers with great fondness his association with Peter.

The cycle of life on this earth can be hard.  Our hearts grow with every friendship and mourn with every loss. I guess that's what keeps us involved - our hearts from fossilizing.

How blessed we are to know good people. I am grateful.