What goes UP makes me cry

Marriage, heaven, and memories

I don’t consider myself a crier. I don’t weep at sunsets or at a symphony or when I see puppies bounding through a field of daisies. But anyone who knows me or has heard me speak or preach knows that there are things that can really get to me and make me pretty emotional. I’ve always been that way – a soft heart and all that, courtesy of my mom.

Dad was …