That day was so very hard for me. God gave us a beautiful spring morning in the foothills of Boise to take a bit of the sting away. The sun was shining, the trees were blooming, and the air was warm...thankful that it was so beautiful.
Also very beautiful was a Daddy's love and strength on a day that would have made anyone want to take the place of the one they are saying goodbye to. He was a rock that morning, and I was so proud of him, and heartbroken for him all at the same time.
From then on, living and loving, and putting one foot in front of the other through much prayer was what filled our days. It still does.
Such beautiful, perfect love.
He has been whole, and perfect, for 5 long, short, unbelievable years. We will never be the same.