"Today was the day I said good-bye to you, you are worn and look a bit weary...      I don't think I've untied your laces in over a year and there are a myriad of little strings sticking out here and there...      I thought I'd just be happy, to retire you, to mark this as {my. last. day.} But, I paused as I started to turn away,  "..take time" , a quiet Voice whispered.      ::And so, I stood there, in the dark of the night, and I remembered::       You had only one job description, "work shoes".  NEVER  to be confused with "workout shoes", "home shoes" or "play shoes". You have always been, "work ONLY shoes".      ::And, as such, you have faithfully carried me on my work journey::       The cold, dark mornings... where the wind nipped at my nose and I clutched the hot coffee cup a little tighter as I jogged to the brightly, lit door.      Or the balmy, muggy, summer skies as the sun lazily stretched over...
Our new family story as I, and my 5 children, learn to thrive - not just survive - after the loss of our "main man". This life is a continuing walk in God's amazing grace. "To each one of us grace was given according to the measure of Christ's gift." Eph 4:7