After 14 months of respect and love from afar, we finally saw Matt’s parents again. Being able to hug and hold each other again was a gift. We worked and schooled and played. We laughed and cried. We told stories and cooked and ate excellent meals. We worshipped and prayed together. We shared space and it was a blessing. The weather ranged from crazy wind and bright sunshine to snow flurries and icicles. Late night movies. New bedding. New grill. Tree trimming. Football games. Early mornings with coffee and chats.
Thank you, God, for the gift of family and this time.
