safety in numbers

it is hard being home.
it was excruciating to leave.
it was nice to sleep in my own bed.
but the strange thing is that walking through the airport yesterday i realized than anyone seeing us would think we are normal people - a cute family getting on a plane after their florida vacation. we aren't. look close. we are sad. we are grieving. our lives have been altered. but you can't see that without looking really close. in florida, everyone has lost him. everyone's lives have been altered by his death. his fingerprint was on everything and everyone. here at home, reality has not been shifted. nobody else lost him. it won't always hurt like this, but our family will never be the same.
we have friends, dear friends, that are mourning with us, grieving with us, loving on us. and for that we are thankful....so very thankful.
but it made leaving hard.
some helpful words from a friend: "events and things come with the moments; but god comes with them too. so that if he comes in the sunshine, we find rest and joy; and if he comes in the storm, we know that he is king of the storms and our hearts are not troubled." (t.c. upham)
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