Can it possibly be 3 weeks since David died?  It seems like forever - so much has happened and yet just like yesterday.  I haven't posted as I don't really know what to say.  Life goes on and there's some sort of routine, but nothing is the same.  I do fine and then it hits me and I find it difficult to even breathe.  The family seems okay on the surface. 

We planted a small garden.  David planted "corns" in peatpots.  They got terribly neglected for a while there, but a couple sprouted several days after his death.  He really wanted to see that.  Hope they thrive now that they are in the ground.  We also planted the trees we received as gifts.  So watering and hanging out laundry at least get me out in the sunshine.  (It finally warmed up!)

Little League and soccer keep us busier than we like right now.  I will be taking Nate and friend down to Petoskey for a tournament this weekend.  Bikiltu has been with friends for the last 10 days at DisneyWorld!  Mary is working full time and Mark Jr is working several jobs - construction, ref-ing, physics lab, selling cutlery.  He's still hoping for wildfire fighting.  Kenric is working with the 2 little boys a couple hrs a day on math and reading.  Lydia is trying desperately to finish her online schooling. And Nate and Hope are hanging out, helping out and warding off boredom.

That's all the surface stuff going on.  Waters run deep, but I'm not ready to go there.  Thank you to all who have kept praying for us.