You just reminded me WHY I decided to go to North Point. This EXACT service (re-done at North Point) was what made my decision and I knew I was home. Right after that, the band and Christina played "Lead Me To The Cross" and Jeff asked for us to come forward during the song if we needed healing. It was the middle of the gas crisis, my husband was out of work and things were not looking bright in my life. I found myself surrounded by so many hurting people and we were all sobbing. I didn't feel so alone anymore and I knew God wanted me right there praying with other people who were equally as broken. I will never forget that moment. Now it is the end of summer and after traveling a lot, I want to get back to North Point. Thanks for the reminder. Never in my wildest dreams, would I have found myself crying to a "Saliva" song at my desk at work, but it brought back a very poignant memory. Carlos, I wish you all the best in your new adventure!

A framed family photo from my uncle of my mom's side of the family which has gotten very small. Both my grandparents died, as well as great Aunts and Uncles. We took a picture together at my cousin's wedding this summer and it includes my uncle and his family and my mom and our family. Shortly after my grandparent's died, my uncle and my mom met on Virginia Beach to scatter the ashes of their parents in the ocean. It was their favorite place to hang out with their family.

Attached to the photo was a poem about how the family name was lost when my Uncle and my Mom had 2 daughters each. Instead of carrying on the "Dorin" family name, some of our family members have "Dorin" as our middle names.

In the beginning was a family named Dorin
Created by Margaret and Allen
Who begat Diane and Junior
With the chance of perpetuation
Alas, four beautiful daughters
All eventually losing their surnames,
On the growing family tree.
Although destined to fade as the Mohicans,
at the end nevermore to be,
May the name survive before first and last,
For generations so all may see,
That there once was a family named Dorin,
Whose creators are at rest in the sea.

There was not a dry eye at the breakfast table when we all received our gifts. I will never forget that moment or this special gift!

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