I got the text early this morning, just as the day was starting to get rolling.
“Just wanted to let you know, Nancy is with Jesus.”
Life stops for a moment when we lose a friend.
And then a mix of emotions…
Sorrow knowing we won’t be able to wrap our arms around her again.
Relief that her suffering is finished.
Pure joy, knowing she’s finally Home.
And dare I be honest?
Longing…wishing we were Home, too.
And then someone pushes “play” again.
The new chickens lay their first egg,
the walkway waits for its facelift,
the e-mails and texts come.
We’ll put aside some time to celebrate her life together.
In the meantime, we continue to live…for now.
And that’s the paradox of life, really.
Living each day we breathe, to its fullest,
while at the same time, longing,
with every fiber of our souls,
to be Home.