Five Years
Five years ago today (it was actually a Monday), Brian entered the gates of heaven. Max's prayer this morning over breakfast: "Dear Jesus, thank you for this day. And thank you that five years ago Daddy had his homecoming." Briggs' prayer that followed: "Dear Jesus, thank you for this day. And thank you that Daddy is in heaven with you." As I reflect on this year, once again I marvel at God's faithfulness and his sweet hand of redemption. I think back to that first anniversary of his homecoming when I trudged through each moment as though I was in quicksand. Deep breath. Foot forward. I still wasn't sure it was real. But God remained faithful and I never quite sunk so deep that I couldn't move. Today we went to see Brian's stone and Max leaned down to kiss it. He leaned up and said, "Mommy, I remember when Daddy couldn't breathe very well and had that machine. And I asked him to play legos with me--the Duplo legos--an
