It's been such a crazy couple of weeks. Tomorrow is October 1, and this is definitely a year where I'm happy to see the end of September. It's been the oddest combination of the longest, shortest month. With all of the flurry that was hospital visits, and the ups and downs that accompanied those, and the ultimate heartbreak of losing my mother in law, we are all tired.

Still, there are blessings. Mom knew and loved the Lord, and we rejoice that she is having a great day in Heaven. Her Memorial service was lovely, with all of the kids and some grand kids participating. It was a beautiful time of remembering, laughing, and crying. We enjoyed visiting with friends and family that came from all over to pay respects. More laughing, more crying.

Now, the dust is beginning to settle. It's been a weekend of fatigue, as we begin the task of living a new normal. It still seems unreal. We are all comforted that this is not the final goodbye. We will see her again. Heaven feels a little bit closer. Tomorrow, we will return to a normal school day, my husband will return to work, and we will carry on. We will grieve, but not without hope. Thank you Jesus.