Just so grateful

My darling dad, all nine of his children, a day and a half spent together.
There was talking, laughing, eating, laughing, volunteering, laughing, yard work,
82 roses for my mom’s birthday next week and church together. Plus some laughing.

I feel strongly that the sweet memories and the thoughts of my heart need to stay there,
but what I will say is that when God is involved, there is always hope and healing. Always.
And sometimes He orchestrates things that your mortal mind would never have believed possible.

I’m just so thankful and in awe.

And so very, very blessed.