The other day, when Michele and I were on our way to a doctor’s visit for Brinley, we listened to a radio program on which Anne Graham Lotz was speaking. It was a recording of her speaking at the funeral of a little girl who had died when only six months old. She spoke about how this earth is not our home, our home has been prepared for us in heaven. Something about this hit me forcibly, reminding me especially of my father’s death. I cried so hard that it was hard to see where I was driving. Jesus said that He has prepared a place for each one of us. That is where my grandparents are, my brother Donny, and now my father, in the special place that has been prepared for them. Lotz’s speech reminded me to see things in a different light. We should expect sorrow or trouble or whatever here in this life; our life to be with Jesus in heaven is our true home. Last night, the women in Michele’s Bible study had a shower for her and Brinley — what nice people! They are also taking turns to provide us with a meal every night this week, which is a real lifesaver. Keegan’s excited about the fact that he has the next two days off from school, and hopes he gets to stay over at his best friend David’s house tonight. He has grown up so much these last few months. Where does the time go?