life...

Life has hit.

Like a ton of bricks it  hit.

And so did the emotions. 

Yesterday

 we received a phone call

My husband's oldest brother had unexpectedly passed away

(if you remember...my husband lost his twin brother last June)

My husband is still grieving.

It hit him hard;

physically and mentally.

He has aged before my very eyes

I miss him so...

If you've walked through grief 

with someone 

you know what I mean.

I've been worried about his health.

There I said it-worried.

Really worried.

Down in your gut worried.

This morning, my oldest daughter called.

She was concerned about her pregnancy.

(For those that have been reading even longer you'll know

she lost her sweet Ellie at 24 weeks a few years back)

This pregnancy has been a day-to-day test in walking in faith.

She's at 18 weeks

and had not felt  movement

so I went with her  to check it out

You do not know 

how badly 

I did NOT want to go into that Dr's office.

No heartbeat.

again.

It is heartbreaking  

for a mother 

to see such raw pain on her daughter's face.

I know her pain.

I will be away for a few days as I  pray for and serve my family.

I'm thankful for simple things:

 the little ones that keep us busy,

 caring Dr's that cry with their patient,

and 

 the Word of God that brings hope and comfort.