There are buds on the apple trees. Chris planted them last spring right before he was diagnosed. I remember it vividly because it took all the energy he had that day. And now little blossoms. Chris gives to us as much today as he ever has...loving us through every thought of him and reminder. And our faith and the complete knowledge that he sees us, hears us, watches over us and we DO have him all the time now...that is a great comfort. Our children raked up some of the yard today, they counted apple tree leaves emerging from the winter and we dried one another's tears as we talked about where to put the garden that Chris also wanted back this summer.
Life really is a God thing, God is real and active and living and loving and holding us through every single moment and we experienced transformation last night as a family, standing on truly sacred ground and the sacred seems to surround us still. God knows each of our stories and they are beautiful and wonderful from his viewpoint...and thankfully he guides us along as we journey through. He sees apples when we only see barren trees. So thank you God for the apples to come and thank you Chris for planting them.
Grace for your journey,
Leigh
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