I have a fantastic family.
Can you tell Vu got cold last night? I keep my thermostat on 68 usually, and my poor family froze.
Mimi has been her usual self: cheerful, the glass is always "half-full," and "we're taking one day at a time." I still have so much to learn from her.
When I was on the phone with my Dad earlier, again on the verge of tears, I told him how much I've been struggling with directing my thoughts. He reminded me of Ecclesiastes 3.
There Is A Time for Everything
1 For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven.
2 A time to be born and a time to die. A time to plant and a time to harvest.
3 A time to kill and a time to heal. A time to tear down and a time to build up.
4 A time to cry and a time to laugh. A time to grieve and a time to dance.
Right now is my time to rejoice that I have TIME; that I can go and see my Mimi; that we can build even more memories; that I can hug her and see her and enjoy her laugh. It is not my time to grieve. Mimi is here. And I have to believe that she will be here longer. I have to believe that God has a mighty purpose He will bring about because of this. Already He is teaching me new things.
Anyway, I'm just processing a tad of this "out loud." The rest I will hold in right now.
My mom posted pictures of our last visit with Mimi and Papaw. I posted a couple of them, too, and you can click on over to view the rest.
This little man will be coming with me. :-) He can always make me smile.