Heading back home from vacation has been hard for me since Autry’s home going. I always enjoy visiting the kids and their families; the activity, the fun, the noise, the conversations. And then I walk into a very quiet home–no one to greet me–no one to hug–no one to share with. Pity party time? I suppose so; but I’m sure I’m not the only one who feels the same way.
While touring the Scranton, PA Aquarium with family, the following conversation transpired as we stood admiring all the different colors of the fish in one particular tank; and as my “almost 2 year old great grandson” was trying to stand up on the seat in his stroller:
The other day when I was listening to some Christian music the song, “I Will Rise” by Chris Tomlin came on. I still have a hard time listening to that song without shedding some tears, as that was played at Autry’s funeral. But the words are beautiful and so encouraging.