Oh, what a long day. Today has been six years since Marcy went home to Jesus.
And I miss her and ache for her just as much today as I did then.
I've cried for most of the day - some happy tears, but mainly just sad ones.
I know she's in Heaven...dancing with Jesus. But I just wish she was here dancing with me.
Today I've been thinking about endings. Everything has its end at some time.
To everything thing there is a season. I know this.
Ferris wheel rides come to an end. Lifelong friendships end overnight. People pass away. Jobs come and go. People move.
Life is full of endings. Because if things never changed, we'd never have butterflies.
I am going to go to bed shortly. I will probably cry myself to sleep like I have many other nights over the past six years.
And thats ok. God has helped my little family come so far in six years, and I know He is wrapping His arms around us tonight, tomorrow and every day.
Tomorrow's another day -