Today marks Day 100. No more double digit days from here on out. Today was another first: officiating my first wedding since Dennis died. Today I showed up and made space in my spirit to hold joy for dear ones beginning their lives as husband and wife. Today we sang Joyful, Joyful, We Adore Thee and I didn’t cry. Today I was blessed to preach on our shared favorite passage of scripture from Philippians 4. I didn’t cry, but I almost did at the until death parts us part of the vows. Today I realized that I was wearing a stole made for me by a friend that I met on our wedding day. I didn’t cry. Another first behind me. Today I am wishing that death hadn’t parted us. And now I’m crying. Doing hard things is still hard.
Reflections