Soaring towards Utah, we watched the sun rise over the clouds. In the quiet minutes watching the sun rise, Jeffrey had the realization sink in that his mother had passed on to another existence that was not this one.
It was a quiet trip of contemplation despite the bustle surrounding the trip to start out. Beautiful and calm.
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| pink on top of the clouds |
Above the clouds.........................................And below the clouds..........................
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