1 There is a time for everything,
a season for every activity under heaven.
2 A time to be born and a time to die.
A time to plant and a time to harvest.
3 A time to kill and a time to heal.
A time to tear down and a time to rebuild.
4 A time to cry and a time to laugh.
A time to grieve and a time to dance.
My husband’s brother died today. Today’s blog is dedicated to him, Rick Kindred. He was a talented musician, a loving husband, father and grandfather and a wonderful brother to my husband and his sister Kathy. We will miss his wonderful sense of humor, his warm smile and the sound of his laughter. It is a time to grieve.