Goodbye, Jeff

Tonight is Jeff's visitation with the funeral tomorrow. I still cannot believe this. It makes you really think about life . . .about your significant other, family and friends . . . and makes you truly truly see how precious life is. Rachel said goodbye to her husband Sunday morning as he left for work. That night instead of him walking in the door, she got a knock on the door from a fellow employee of her husband's. He then took her to the hospital where she saw her husband for the last time . . . who had already passed away. It's just a huge huge wake-up call when something like this happens so close to home . . . to a friend. Here's a picture of Rachel and Jeff (2nd from left) at my 30th birthday party. With them in the picture is Vickie and Randy, our close friends. Please think of the Miller family tonight, especially Rachel and her boys, Christian and Scotty.

I can only imagine . . .

I love that song. And it makes me think of Emma. I can only imagine what the reunion is like up in Heaven when she got to meet Jesus for the first time.
Emma with her brother, Ian.

One of my bestest friends, Jen, lost her dear sweet niece, Emma. As her obituary stated, she was born perfect, but at the age of 3 months, she experienced an event that led her life from that moment on a very very hard struggle for she and her parents. She was left neurologically damaged, never to eat by herself, never to run like normal kids. She did, however, experience more love than probably a lot of human beings experience in their entire life, in just 8 short years.

Emma was so loved. So loved. I never knew of a more amazing grandmother than Emma's. Grandma Ross was an angel to Emma, and her mommy, Julie, wow, so much stronger than I think I ever could be. While I know Emma's family will miss her immensely, I know that she is sitting with her Heavenly Father right now and is finally running around, laughing and talking like she was meant to do. She is experiencing perfection at this very moment and I know cannot wait for the rest of her family to one day be reunited with her to see her (and their God) in Heaven's perfection and beauty.

I never met Emma, but I sure do feel like I did. Jen talked so much about her, Grandma Ross talked so much about her. She was definitely an angel in their lives and I know will continue to be . . . for always.

To my dear friend, Jen, I love you, girly. Stay strong for your mamma, Julie, Ian & Addy. And when you need to just cry and cry and cry, call me.

We will miss you, Emma.

Emma with her favorite Aunt, Jen, just a few weeks ago.