Posted in Inside Lane

Egg Hunting Lovely Things

A couple of weeks ago, I read a wonderful statement–of course, I can’t find it now–saying that when someone you love dies, the things you loved about them are not lost, but are released back into the world for you to find again in different places.

I’m a Harry Potter nerd, so I yelled, “Reverse horcruxes!”

I’ve thought about that a lot since reading it, and a lot more in the past few days as people close to me have lost people close to them.

My wish for each of those friends is for them to find those reverse horcruxes–those Easter eggs of love–as easily as the big kid at the church egg hunt.




Happy. That about covers it.

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