Peace and love to you all.
My apologies for the several days between posts. It's been challenging to find the time or motivation as we adjust to life as a trio rather than a quartet. Little things like figuring out taxes, changing accounts over from Dad to Mom, and the almost-literal mountain of thank-yous we need to send out have consumed a lot of our time, to say nothing of actually going back to work.
It's been difficult, I won't lie. Trying to get back to a sort of routine is tough when part of that routine just isn't here anymore. I still - and will for a while - find myself going upstairs to share something fun with Dad only to realize he's not sitting in his office and won't be again. Mom has gotten back to work and driven herself rather than have Dad drive her every day. Little things remind us of where we are at now.
All this is to say that we are hanging in there. We aren't necessarily thriving, but we're laughing and hugging and cooking (an EXCELLENT pan-roasted duck last night, if I can toot my own horn) and simply living. However, you are all hurting too and I know that the stories about my dad can help you as well as us, so I will try to be more diligent about maintaining a schedule.
I'll leave you today with a quote that seems to fit nicely.
"There is no pain so great as the memory of joy in present grief."
After 43 years of ministry, Randy Cross lived his "fourth life" and shared about retirement, living boldly and intentionally in our world. To be sure, there was some North Dakota thrown in.