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To the editor: A mother sat next to the fireplace lost in thought. Three years ago that day, her oldest child left and never returned home.
A year later, her other child, next to the oldest, joined his brother in heaven. Her sadness echoed through the house. She did what all mothers do when they are hurting—she called her mother.
“Please pray for God to comfort me. I just feel so broken. I know that he has reassured me over and over that the children are with him, but I am sure that he understands the heart of a mother.”
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