And I’m missing her. (Mom with Grandpa, her Dad) (And again, a little later.) (Caroline, Mom, Me, Kendall, and Pace) And wishing we could share another piece of red velvet cake with cream cheese icing…even though I never could understand why it was her favorite 🙂
I can hear him say it. Just as clearly as if it were only a moment ago. “Abby, you can do anything you set your mind to.” My Dad is foremost a teacher and encourager, and growing up with him was a blessing, a gift, that is still only slowly […]
Whenever the shackles of resident’s life, loosen enough that Jeremiah can slide into his place at our dinner table, we then begin the process of absorbing each other’s day. There’s comfort in that. Comfort in the effort of recreating all the insignificant incidences that tied new knots in my neck, […]