The miracle is that we are still functioning. We even laugh. Routine, daily responsibilities hold us in hard places. May the 10th we'll bury our son. As the day approaches our hearts are aching more. There are many things that help us cope-the grandchildren,our remaining children, our daughters-in law, our son-in-law, our friends, our church family and our Faith. But mostly it's just God who carries us along. we are too heart weary to even pray for strength.
It helps to see his dog in the yard, hear the laughter of his daughters, have his wife set at the table.In many ways he's still with us.
It helps to believe that he is running on 2 good legs,singing and laughing with lungs that are cancer free. It helps but it doesn't make me any less lonely.
I miss you Al.
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