Extract 41
And now one. The fever came and took him quickly. So strong - my strength for these 20 years. But no longer. Part of me died with him. My Joseph, my kind, strong carpenter.
How quickly time goes, how frail and fleeting we are - it seems only a moment since that first day and now, here I am, not an eager girl, but a widow.
Only one carpenter in Nazareth today.
Friday, 12 June 2009
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