Bare trees at the dimming of the day...

Awoke at O dark thirty this morning to get the Boyz ready for school after having a very vivid dream of Barbara. She came into the room where I was, looking like she did when I first met her.... only dressed in a 1920's floor length evening gown of white with her hair cut as it is on her blog pic,(think "Downton Abbey.)  She asked me,"Aren't you going to offer me a drink?' to which I could only reply, "you're here?"  She replied, "Of course, where else would I be?"....and then the alarm went off and she wasn't there.... Those of you who have walked in my shoes know that this is part of the season of grief......for those of you who may have to drink this bittersweet cup, I share with you, to prepare you. Here I am at 78 days since she left us and I long for her more than ever while knowing she's in the presence of the King.




Sweetheart, I know you are topside, doing our Father's work, but I miss you....I long for the day I will truly see you again...
 In His grip,
 Papa Tripp