One year ago yesterday was the day we found out that Jayme's dad had passed away. It's one of those scenarios that feels like yesterday and ages ago all at the same time. I continue to try to comfort Jayme without truly knowing what it feels like to lose your dad. But Jayme is always strong, always faithful, always trusting. I think of all that this past year has thrown his way and I tell him he's my hero. I'm not sure I'd be that strong. I guess you don't know until you walk through.
It feels nothing less than strange to know that we won't see Steve again in this lifetime. It hurts us to know that Evangeline won't hear his laugh, sit on his lap, or listen to his stories. Our job now is to tell her who he was and share his stories and allow her to know him the way you know and love your favorite storybook character. The kind you wish you could jump in the book with just to spend the day with them. Only this time there will come a day when she will join him and they will play together in the most glorious freedom.
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