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Some people are teaching souls.
They produce light, from their spirits, and encourage so many of us.
Yesterday I talked to you about real women...
And then today, with the funeral of Bud Tingwell, I thought it fitting to talk about real men. And no more do I need to say.
He was a true gentleman, a faithful servant; who when I thanked for all of his volunteer work for Carers Australia last October, he only responded that I was indeed the one who should be thanked for having written the song... Unbelievably kind, far too modest. But then heros always are.
Blessings to his family - and may we all be a little more inspired to make our lives count today.
In love,
Shell xx
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