Thanks to all of you who kept us in prayer last weekend. The trip was very long, but my mom's service was nice and gave me the opportunity I needed to say goodbye to her. It wasn't easy, but it was good. I'm so grateful to my dad for going with us. Since he and my mom divorced over 30 years ago, my dad felt a little awkward about going. Understandable. But, my mom's family really wanted to see him (and his oldest brother is married to one of my mom's sisters). It worked out well, and it was nice to see family that I haven't seen in many, many years. Through the CaringBridge book I made a few months ago, I was able to share Kristen with them. And I was actually able to respond to the question, "How many children do you have?" with a smile, no tears, and a proud, "I have three beautiful daughters."
Something inside my dear husband snapped while we were in Iowa, and he gave the okay for a dog. And not just a dog, but an INSIDE dog (I'm still in shock)! The girls are beyond excited, and frankly, with the sadness that has blanketed our family this past year, it's a welcome change of pace. We visited the puppy this week (a miniature schnauzer named "Max") and will bring him home in about a week and a half.
|Maxwell the mini schnauzer|
It's with a certain amount of dread that I've anticipated the month of August this year. Kristen left us on August 17; my mom on August 21. Perhaps it will be that the days leading up to those dates will be harder than the days themselves. I feel like the emotional roller coaster has started again with the twists and turns that often leave a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. Nothing will ever take away the memory of Kristen...no amount of activity, no puppy (no matter how cute), nothing. But if this little creature can make the days ahead just a little easier for all of us, I will be thankful.