672 Hours
Today marks one month . Twenty eight days exactly. Four Tuesdays ago, I watched my momma take her last breath . (That's surreal to think about, bizarre to say aloud, and just plain crazy to type out where it's visually set in stone.) Two years ago this coming Friday, my life changed forever. Our whole family's lives changed forever. And four Tuesdays ago, that change exponentiated itself. For all the goodness in the hearts of my loved ones, for all the faith, for all the behind-the-scenes servanthood, for all the love given and received...even for all of that, we still weren't protected from the shadows of this broken earth. Nor should we have been. We just so happened to be blessed with lives of love, laughter, gentleness, goofiness -- it's true. But that was a merciful gift bestowed upon our family that we cherished for all the years it was given. We were not promised lives of quality or continual benefits on this earth. We were, rather, prom...