The Dreaded Anniversary...and the Safe Landing Place
It's been one unwelcome anniversary after another. First Native ministry summer without our beloved Mama Hutch. First Thanksgiving and Christmas without the heart, the hugs, the laughs of our dear Karen ... Mom ... Grandma. Every family members' first birthday without the light of our lives.
And then, May 16. The day my baby - so vibrant and alive the night before at our grandson's graduation - was suddenly gone.