Fourteen years now. I still miss Tim so much, especially this time of year. Especially on this date, December 13th.
Eight years. It seems like such a long time in many ways, not so long in other ways. “Happy anniversary, honey.” That may seem weird to some people, but not to the Lord, I’m sure. And not to Tim.
Tim’s death left a huge hole in the lives of the many people he loved and who loved him. He made us laugh, made us grateful for his love, and made us grateful that we knew him. He was more than my husband, he was my dearest and best friend from the first day I met him. He was truly God’s gift to us all.
But today Tim can see, has both his legs, all his fingers and a strong heart, and I believe he is experiencing the greatest of joy with his Lord and with those who arrived…
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