Last week at this time I was trying to fit between storms on my way home from my father’s after his death.
Tonight we decided to go grab a bite and our daughter-in-law and grandkids joined us. Our son is currently at sea, so he couldn’t join us. I spent some time playing tableside games with Cole and sometime cradling Lily, the youngest.
What a difference a week makes.
Life is life; life is death. It’s a circle – a journey – a process. The trick is to make the most of each and every part.