A journey I never knew I'd take.
How walking my spouse to heaven then and now has unfolded to be the most beautiful journey of my life.
Alex is cooking dinner and he ushered me off to write. We’re both tired and he’s definitely doing more of his fair share today (we don’t count fair shares for the record) just to make sure I’m not stressed out. I sure love that man.
We just got home from a long day of travel, one that included a check in with my doctor who did my oral surgery back in November, which was the surgery to clean up the infection in my mouth feeding my breast cancer. Checkup went great and I’ll keep up on my other treatments until retesting with my other doctor in May. The whole drive back Alex and I were talking about life and busy weekend plans and random things and in the back of my mind I was thinking about this letter. One I hope to convey in it’s fullest capacity, inviting you into a journey I never knew I’d walk. A journey I’m still walking, and a journey you are called to walk, as well.
Right before Lent, over in a short video on Instagram, I talked about walking Michael to eternity and briefly what that experience was like. It really struck me that this is what Lent is: walking Jesus to His own death and resurrection. It struck me that all of life, if lived correctly, is walking ourselves and our spouse (literally and spiritually) and one another to heaven.
In these words today I want to really share with you that experience. To take you into the room where we ushered Michael to his creator. I want to uncover and unpack what was swirling in our hearts and minds and souls. And I want to take you to today and tomorrow as I live out these vows again to Alex and how I live out these vows to Jesus. I don’t want this to be another letter of repeating spiritual truths, even though those truths are very much the foundation of what we believe. I want this letter to be a love story. To be a few threads of the golden tapestry to be revealed to us all at some point.
Let’s dive in…