365 days

A year. 365 days. How can a year pass by so quickly, yet at times drag in interminably?
It's been a year since Steve died, since I had a shocking dose of 'this can happen to someone I know', since the realization of just how mortal we are on this earth smacked me between the eyes. And so much has happened since, Steve dying was the beginning of the storm, and I am a different person then to who I am now. A bit more grown up, a bit wiser, certainly more bruised and battered, but undeniably stronger. And I can say the same of those I love around me. In Steve's passing, in mourning our loss, I have seen such grace and strength and beauty, all God's provision for us, for what we've needed to be for each other through this experience. I have seen the hand of God over everything, even in the grief and sorrow. I'm none the wiser about the 'why's' of life, I just know what is, is, and that's all I can deal with at any given point in time.
I know Steve is home with our Father, basking in His glory and rejoicing in His presence. But I still miss you my friend, and am holding your darling Kristy in my prayers today and always.