A Letter from Joan

For one who loves words I am at a loss to express my gratitude for the beautiful farewell weekend and all the cards and gifts you gave me and Barb. I am still singing the songs from worship and hearing the affirmations that will surely carry me through my next challenge in life!

I have always wanted a peace pole. How did you know? It is beautiful. I am cherishing it indoors until I plant it in the spring.

The string of beads is a marvel. What a clever way to remember and honor you. It is stunning and touches me deeply. I am willing the flowers to never die, but of course, the “grass fades”. Know that they, too, have nourished our souls, especially in that first week of odd liberation.

And the T-shirts! “That’s So Findlay” did need to be memorialized. You captured the whimsy. How many times have I said that over the years? The Welcome Table t-shirt makes me so proud of all of you. That poster hangs in my home as one of my favorite art pieces. As they say, a picture is worth a thousand words!

There were some gifts that had no cards attached (religious candles and shortbread!). Know that we are thankful.

Now onward! The future beckons. I am living by my new mantra: Don’t cry because it is over. Smile because it happened.

Prayers always for your journey...you are the best congregation ever.

In grace and love,