Three years

Three years ago last night, I went to sleep not knowing that my my life would be forever changed the next morning. Not knowing, how much I would miss her. Not knowing, that I still had things to tell her. Not knowing, that in an instant things can change.

Waking up this morning, I'm so glad I know the One who did, and does know, and is with me every step of the way.

Miss you, mom.

Romans 8:18 (ESV)

For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us.