You never think it will happen to you, but on June 30, 1983, our youngest son; Jerome was killed in an accident. I remember repeating constantly: "When I am weak, then I am strong". The morning of his funeral, faith waning, I asked: "Lord if you really are with me during this, will you send me a sign, something I can see?". As the procession approached the cemetery, all had to stop as a turtle was blocking the driveway. A good deacon friend removed the turtle so the procession could proceed. Turtles were special to Jerome and I as we spent hours at the lagoon near our home watching them. They were part of our love and now a sign of God's love and faithfulness to me that day.

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