Taking care of sick kids turns my thoughts towards Anna. When I think of how she suffered, I can't stand it. So I try not to think about it. The second anniversary of her death is a month away and I try not to think about that either. I'm hoping Thanksgiving won't be quite as bad as last year. I can't escape the memories, but I can replace them with better ones.
I went for a walk this morning while Jacob was still asleep and this is what I saw...
They will speak of the glorious splendor of your majesty,
and I will meditate on your wonderful works.
You will show me the path of life,
granting me the joy of your presence
and the pleasures of living with you forever.