Sorry to hear of your partner's loss, Elphaba. I hope Craig will make a ruling so that you can be there for him to day, and enjoy our appreciation at a more appropriate time.
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To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven.
A time to be born, a time to die,
A time to plant, a time to reap,
A time to kill, a time to heal,
A time to laugh, a time to weep.
To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven.
A time to build up, a time to break down,
A time to dance, a time to mourn,
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together.
To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven.
A time of love, a time of hate,
A time of war, a time of peace,
A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing.
To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven.
A time to gain, a time to lose,
A time to rend, a time to sew,
A time to love, a time to hate,
A time for peace, I swear it’s not too late.
---The Book of Ecclesiastes, in Pete Seeger's vision