Five years ago today, our precious Zack went to live in heaven.  Not a day goes by that we don't think of him and miss him terribly.

We all grieve in different ways - some very publicly, some privately. As for me, I tend to retreat to my bed. Not in it, but under it. As I look back over the past five years, I am grateful for the outpouring of love and support from those who never let me stay there. You prayed with me and for me; brought meals; sent random texts of encouragement; called to check on me; sent flowers and cards; gave me a shoulder to cry on and many, many hugs. You know who you are, and from the bottom of my heart...thank you. Thank you for being Jesus with skin on when I needed Him the most.

Life is hard, and we can't do it alone. Take time to nurture those special relationships in your life, especially your relationship with the Lord. He will be your anchor when life's storms rage.