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!iiiii!!iiiiii!! Opinion 2 I Sioux County Index-Reporter Aug. 7, 2013 Kronberg's Korner It's funny how little things, little symbols in life can bring back so many memories. Driving past a building. Hear- ing a song. Seeing a car or a road sign. A little piece of fabric on the ground. They can send in a rush of emo- tions: of pain, of hope, of sorrow and of joy. So it was a series of symbols Saturday I saw that brought out all of that. I was down in the Omaha area for a cousin's wedding this past weekend. It was the first time in awhile I'd been back in my be- loved home state. Heading back "home" brought back a ton of memories as I zipped along vari- ous expressways and side streets to witness my cousin Kyle tie the knot in Holy Matrimony with his beautiful bride Jacyln, and the re- ception and dance afterward. Seeing a friend who's been a rock in my life ever since I first met him 13 years ago at Northwest- ern. Finally meeting my "niece" (he and his wife's 9-month-old daughter) for the first time and watching her play with her toys while we ate lunch in Council Bluffs and all of the joyful exuber- ance that comes with the inno- cence of youth was inspiring. Driving past the site where Rosenblatt Stadium once sat brought back so many joyful memories of nights in the ball- park from years past -- particu- larly on Father's Day in 2010, but of sadness seeing what has be- come of it -- now just a parking lot for the Henry Doorly Zoo next door. Remembering a song I heard in the CD player of my car one time as I was driving by the ol'ballpark on 13th Street before it was torn down brought a few tears -- of a dream that because of numerous awful choices has come crashing down all around me this summer. Driving past a sign on Inter- state 80 that tells of a town I love, but a town that now has demons, heartache that I will need to con- quer at some point. Seeing a car bringing back good memories of days gone by and what could've and should've become but for whatever reason has not. Seeing a sign off on the side of the road that reminds me of some awful choices I've made and the consequences of those actions. Recalling reading a verse in Lamentations talks about God's faithfulness through all of life's situations; that no matter how dark, how ugly life is, God will never give up on us. Seeing the cross in the church Kyle and Jaclyn were married in reminds me (and us all) of the hope we have in Christ; of His unending and completely unde- serving grace, mercy and forgive- ness, even when I screw things up so royally I don't deserve it at all. Visiting the grave sites of my grandparents in rural Wahoo -- halfway between Lincoln and Omaha -- and remembering their amazing lives; q