A full year has passed since John died. I was aware of the date (June 11) and felt it should be acknowledged, but how? While I wondered what we should do, family, friends, and neighbors took care of it. They sent texts, e-mail, e-cards and flowers. I never expected others to remember the date, much less to notice it. I was touched, feeling cared for and loved.
Just as neighbors Shawn, Bob, and Logan were first to be with me last year, their family came over this year. Their daughter Brittainy brought fresh-picked flowers, and Shawn gave me a cardinal charm. She and I share a love of birds, and this one is most charming.
The next day daughter Kate drove back to New Jersey, and I took a last photo of her with David. This goodbye was an ordinary one, because I fully expect to see her in the near future. We’ve already put a tentative date on the calendar for her next visit. Although I have not set a tentative date for my death, I fully expect to see John when Jesus takes me to the place he has prepared for me. With God, there is always something to look forward to.
Mehrling Muse 