Sometimes, I can't even believe she's gone, at all. Sometimes, I still expect her to come around the corner and ask me a question or give me a peck on the cheek…

She went through tribulation and distress on a near-daily basis, yet she always turned her eyes upon our Savior.

I have a long way to go, and I know I'll never be the same person I was. I know that the outcome of this journey will result in a new person in me.

I need to grab Jesus' outstretched hands above these stormy waters, walk to the lakeshore, and continue my climb up this million-mile mountain.