Every day, for close to a year now, I\u2019ve gone to the St. Agnes Columbarium Garden to visit with Claire. A number of people have asked me why I do that. I guess I probably don\u2019t have a good answer \u2014 it\u2019s just something I do. Maybe something I remember from a long time ago might help explain it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
During the Vietnam War, there was a man who stood in front of the White House night after night with a candle, often alone. One rainy night a reporter stopped to interview him. He asked, \u201cDo you really think you\u2019re going to change the policies of this country by standing out here alone at night with a candle?\u201d The man replied, \u201cI don\u2019t stand out here to change the policies of the country. I stand out here so the policies don\u2019t change me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Even though life has changed, I don\u2019t want to change. My daily visit isn\u2019t just a habit \u2014 it\u2019s much more. Visiting with Claire anchors my life. She is so important to me, and my relationship with her means so much to me, that I set aside time each day to communicate directly with her \u2014 it\u2019s like giving her a call every day. To keep up my hope and assure her I\u2019ll never forget, I keep my daily appointment with her.
It\u2019s what I do.
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