Nine years ago today my first wife, Jill, passed away. Today I was with a friend who asked me about her passing. This was her birthday, and she remembered Jill well. Especially that she passed away on her birthday.
There is a sense in which time heals.
I have been stretched for the good! I make my own meals and do my own laundry – things that Jill graciously and happily did for me. I have carried forth dreams of ministry that we shared together.
That does not mean that I do not miss her. I do.
With fondness I hear someone playing a piano with skill and emotion – and I am transported back. I enjoy a home crafted meal (that I didn’t make) – and I remember health and wellness that came from a cook’s ability.
I am thankful today! Blessings come our way. In packages we love to unwrap and in the releasing of gifts we have been given for but a short time.
