Like I said, we took Uncle Andy to the airport today. Little has gone through withdrawals. She keeps saying, “. . .when Uncle Andy comes home. . .” and “. . . he will come back. . . ” My heart breaks a little more every time she says it. She doesn’t understand that it will be at least another year before we see him again.
It is such a struggle. I KNOW that my family is where God would have them and doing His will and being used for HIS glory and I still want them to be near. Oh, heaven will be SWEEEET.
The time with Andy was so encouraging and fun. He is truly one of my favorite people and I learn from him every time I am exposed to him. Thank you for giving us two days, bro. And mom and dad – thank you for sending him.
I love this picture. Andy and Honey were friends before I knew honey. Their relationship makes me smile. I call this photo “PDA” (giggle, laugh, giggle) because they were sitting and talking through the programs on their PDA/phone and beaming them to each other. Love in action!
We both married technology hounds. Beaming info to their PDAs….this would have made no sense 15 years ago. Wonder what toy they’ll be playing with 15 years from now. Hmmmm….