Something’s Missing

These words are speaking to me again today, not because we’re gathering together, but because it’s my daughter’s birthday. And so often in the past we ๐’…๐’Š๐’… gather much of our family together to celebrate.

For the first 5 years, we had generations present and this was a beautiful gift, more meaningful than I think I realized back then. Certainly, it never crossed my mind that my own mom or dad wouldn’t be with us celebrating for many years to come.

Yet for my mom, my daughter’s 5th birthday was the last one she would share in (at least with us physically here). And this year, I’m reminded both of this loss ๐’‚๐’๐’… the fact that from now on, my dad will be missing from these precious milestones as well.

We know that they are still with us, just in a different way, and they are sharing our joy from where they are. Knowing this fills our hearts with love and our souls with comfort. But that isn’t the whole story…we miss their physical presence – their absence is a part of the story, too.

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