"My mother was widowed three times. She had a lot of sadness in her life. But she always carried on."
And carry on she did. Left with a 3 month old son, this widow raised him to become the 42nd President of the United States.
Today, let's welcome famous widow, Virginia Clinton, into our special club -- The club that takes no volunteers.
Imagine. Three times!
After we remember Him, let's open our journal.
What is your sadness? Your joy? Is there a number 3 in your life?
Pick up a pen. Write it.
Go ahead. I dare you.
Q: What did the dog say to the little girl pulling his tail?
A: That is the end of me!
The sun is shining here in New York, Widows. Outside my window a yellow-eyed grackle shrieks while a soft breeze bristles a potted geranium. Ahhhh, autumn. It's a joyful day.
Remember, we're not alone.