Contemplating the Love of a Good Man
On October 20th, Ken Stockdale slipped away from earth and into the presence of Jesus, not long after his final words to his wife Kathy..."open the door." I've spent almost 2 weeks trying to figure out what to say about Kenny. *A note about this nickname...because Kathy always called him Kenny and I had the amazing opportunity to live with their family for a short time during college, he has always been "Kenny" to me, though most folks knew him as Ken. It speaks to the depth of my love for him that I've not been able to think of what to say...there is so much I'd like to say, and that deserves to be said, and yet nothing seems adequate for me to express what's in my heart. I'm rarely a person with nothing to say...very rarely. Typically, I have too much to say. Too many opinions about anything and everything. When I'm quiet and words are hard to come by, it is a rare and solemn moment. I felt this almost 2 years ago when my dear...