What a year
It's almost impossible to believe, but it's been a year since Jayda passed away. So much has happened in the midst of grief. The letting go, the moving on, the act of remembering, the building of life since my world changed last June. It's been quite a year, and looking back from today it's gone by so quick. At the same time it feels like 3 or 4 years have passed when I sit and ponder all that God has walked us through in the space of a year.
I'll probably share some more in another entry later this week, but just wanted to pause today and remember Jayda. June 1st will be the official anniversary of her passing, but I'm sure my weekend will be full of memories, tears, laughs, and celebration. As has been the case through out this year, I again invite God to be actively present. His presence is life – something that I've come to understand with far greater depth this year.
We're on our way to Calgary to be with mom and dad this weekend. I'm looking forward to resting together in His presence. I anticipate lots of shared stories and memories that will bring both laughter and tears. I also know that God will laughing and crying right there with us. He is a good and faithful God, and as always, thoughts of Jayda quickly remind be of that fact. Jayda's relationship with Jesus has become an ever present example to me in my life and faith. The reality of Christ in her life, especially in the final few months of her life, was incredibly real and life changing. I miss her like crazy and as I head into this weekend I'm needing to simply crawl up into the fathers lap and sit a while.