Mr. Bruce

Yesterday was the memorial service for my very special friend's father.  I have been so emotional about the whole thing ever since I found out.  I keep putting myself in her position and her mom's position and my heart just hurts.  When she told me that he'd passed away, the only things I could think of to say were that I was praying for her, and that my heart hurts for her.

The memorial yesterday was beautiful.  I cried a lot.  Thankfully Bethany did not.  She was all wrapped up in the Moby wrap and slept the whole time.  Greg and I spent the three hour car ride home talking about it.  How beautiful the service was and how inspiring it had been.  We talked about how being there motivated us to be stronger in our faith and stronger in our marriage.  Seeing how many people were truly impacted by this man's life was incredible.  Hearing how humble and loving he was, was inspiring.  I would venture to say, that in my coming years, yesterday will be a day I look back on as something that reshaped me as a person.

I'm so thankful for my friend and for the life that her dad gave her.  I'm so thankful that he played a large part in shaping her into the special person that she is.  I am also thankful I had the opportunity to know him only briefly and that his life will continue to bless many more generations.