I have missed Karen more intensely today than in a very long time. I notice that my missing her is often more about me than about her, and that doesn't seem right; I want to get on my case about that. But then I remember that she is where I long to someday be, and then it seems right that my missing her is more about her absence.
I wish I had the time or energy to draw that out more, but I am going to make due with being thankful for having had her in my life, and asking, "Karen, please pray for me, and for someone else who is hurting more than I am. You know who."
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