May 13, 2023
Hey, Felicia...
Coming home will never be the same... you weren't there to pick me up from the airport... you weren't here to exclaim "Pookie!!" as I walked through the door... you're not here to offer foot rubs after the 16+ miles of walking I did this week... you weren't here for me to kiss hello and squeeze...
Although I'm glad to be home, although I feel the trip was a great step in my healing, I didn't really think about the coming home part... until I got into Cherry at the airport. You weren't there...
Now, through tears of sorrow, I weep over you. My heart just rebroke into a billion pieces as I pulled into the driveway. I miss my beautiful wife. I miss your laugh; your smile; your warm hugs; your kiss... I miss you terribly right now. I didn't realize coming home after 8 days away would have this much of an impact on my spirit...
So I turn to Our Father. I ask Him to comfort me in my grieving. I ask Him to hold me ever so close as I mourn over you. And I will keep climbing this million-mile mountain. I will keep walking across this stormy lake. I will move forward because He needs me to. He wants me to. I do it for Him, for His Glory, for His Praise. And I do it in honor of my beloved wife, who taught me to be strong in my faith...
These pictures are from Yesterday. Frank L. Baum had a house near Holland, MI and it's rumored a part of the book Wizard of Oz was written there. So, the townsfolk made a tribute to him using the original drawings from the book. Those who donated over time got to get their names stamped on a brick. Where I sat, I saw "Pookie," your nickname for me. It was serendipitous and I felt God comfort me as I saw that. It was a good feeling, my love.
I love you, my sweet angel. Always. Forever. #Fiercely
