I woke up yesterday morning to an overnight message that my friend Lisa (who I wrote about a few days ago) died late last night. I knew this was coming but there is a finality when it does. I am grateful that I had a flexible day to allow me to take time for myself to begin to grieve her loss. What I did not expect (although knowing myself, maybe I should have) was how I would experience my grief through photographs through the day, starting with this sight as I walked into the kitchen after waking up.
Beautiful! Thank you so much, Pastor Ed.