January 31, 2021
The night is quiet. Not late quite yet. Still three hours until midnight. I’m listening to Peter, Paul & Mary on the stereo. Earlier I talked with both my sons on the phone, so good they are about calling; and heard from my Dad and his wife, Susie. And Face Timed with Aunt Cheri. And cousins. I texted back and forth with life long friends. How grateful I am for them in my life. I always was, especially now when Gary no longer here, or my dear Mother. What would I do without them? Their faithful prayers, their presence, their support carrying me through during these, my sad, lonely days. For the first time in my life such a huge void and emptiness without my husband and mother near. Their sweet love and shining light to encourage, and brighten my way. I miss them so. But I know God threads the needle and weaves the fabric, a fabric strong that will stand the test of time; family and friends woven together for all eternity. Someday, one day joyfully together again
I give thanks for my family and friends, heart of my heart; an essential part of who I am
