Tuesday night found us all at the table - only missing one family member. What joy! Joy also that the 3 yr old precious niece ate four helpings of venison and no beef, while the 18 yrs old sister ate only beef and wouldn't even try her venison. Joy in holding the one yr old niece right after her bath when she was all snuggly and sleepy and that indescribable feeling when she laid her little blonde head on my shoulder, just under my chin. Is it possible to love someone so much? Even thinking about it now almost breaks my heart. And joy in two rip roaring games of Parcheesi (i won them both! not sure how!) with much laughter, a cheer, some rapping and building more into a tradition that we all love.
And Wednesday will find us traveling together and grieving together, finding strength in our family bond and hopefully helping others and being a comfort for a rough day. We all commented how we're not looking forward to the day but we ARE all glad that we're together. There is no doubt in my mind that by the end of the day, we will be able to laugh and find joy again.