You had to know it was coming. Those who know me well, know I speak with a "heart" honesty. I believe you deserve no less...This year has been emotionally brutal. It has shaken me to the very core of my faith, things I thought I knew became questions; Did God "really" love...me? Was He faithful "enough"? Did I trust God in "all" things? I can only speak for myself here, I hope one day you can hear the whole family's perspective. July 11Th, 2007, the worst day of my life. I was told that my best friend, my husband, the father of my children had 6mths- 5 yrs to live. There was no cure, no way to fight, the very nature of the illness was too cruel to comprehend. A numbness set in, like shock. We told the kids, my heart shattered. I wanted to be the one to die...how could my children possibly survive without the nurturing wisdom of their father. In our family it was daddy the kids came to at nite. It was Dave who made their lunches and drove them to school. It was Dave who was at all the games and youth group weekends. It was Dave who took Josh on "sleddin" trips, taught him how to ski...errr board, on snow, on water. Josh and Dave went to a boat show in Toronto and got their boating licences when the boat was still a dream...we lost the boat last week. In some family's the mom is the glue that holds everything together, in our family it is the dad...we were so lost.
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