211024 Sentinel, Is it just me?
Yesterday a mystery unfolded on my doorstep. I was headed out for an afternoon walk after a stormy morning. I stepped out the door and turned to lock it and then I noticed this oil painting set beside my door.
This picture was taken on Joyce's last day in the hospital.
The picture below is of a Picasso painting, not necessarily ones just sold but merely a representation of his style of painting.
I heard on the radio this morning that a collection of 11 Picasso paintings sold for $110,000,000. Those must have been lesser valued Picasso works of art. In the past individual works sold for that amount and even as high as $140,000,000. I have nothing but astonishment over this type of thing. Words fail me when it comes to explaining how this can be possible.
Changing our lives forever
I pray every night
You are with our God in heaven
With all the good you did for others
I can’t imagine any other outcome
You left behind some people who owed you a debt of gratitude
A debt they never repaid I know that hurt you immensely
Not because you wanted any formal repayment
But because they abandoned you so easily
Rest in peace my love because those who knew and loved you were forever changed by your kindness and generosity
We will never forget you for you made the world a better place for us
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