Tuesday, July 12, 2016


The monument was a good idea. No matter how sad or angry or frustrated I feel at missing William, one look at the monument makes me think of his smiling face, finishing his race, running into the arms of Jesus.

My swing is in the perfect place. Whether I am alone in the early morning or sitting, watching the children busy at work watering flowers or hunting ants, it is a spot of peace.

My heart still hurts.  I am finding places of peace, but I still feel defeated.  I am so thankful for the Hope of seeing him again, but the missing him seems more than I can bear.

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