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This morning the daffodils in my backyard shout “Happy Passover / Easter — whatever!” So vibrant. So erect. So fleeting… My life, the life of my grandchildren, the life of each person in our world — how fragile, how fleeting. The juxtaposition of last week’s headlines rattles me: chemical warfare / missile strikes palm sunday processions / church bombings passover …

  On this April day in 2017, dew on the petals in my front yard captures me. How beautiful. How fleeting. How fragile my life – the life of each person – in our world. The juxtaposition of headlines rattles me: chemical warfare / missile strikes palm sunday processions / church bombings passover preparations / hate killings In the middle …