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Although things have been hard, at times regrettably so
still that life seems meaningless, in the time that rotates away from the
beginning–during the passing and before the end–things will get better. 
So, grandmama’s from generations past, present and future have said everything
will be alright.  Like Bill Withers grandma’s hands made the clouds not so
gray, the snow not so cold and the rain not so wet, so do ours in their own
loving ways.  Let God’s rays warm our hearts and souls while healing the
emotionally cold breezy days. You are worth more than materialistic value for you
hold the weather in your hands.  God Bless!