A grieving young father and his two children sit before a television set in their home after a makeshift dinner.
The children have been staying with Grandmother while their mother has slowly slipped away in a lingering illness; now they and their father are home again after her funeral.
The little girl drops off to sleep and is carried to her bed.
The little boy fights off sleepiness until he finally asks his father if tonight, just tonight, he can sleep with him in his bed.
As the two lie silently in the dark, the lad speaks: "Daddy, are you looking at me?"
"Yes son," the father replies, "I am looking at you."
The boy sighs and, exhausted, sleeps.
The father waits a time and then, weeping, cries out in the dark, in anxious anguish: "God, are you looking at me? If you are, maybe I can make it. Without you, I know I can't."
Marion D. Hanks -Changing Channels - October 1990 General Conference
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
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