My Boy is not Home, but my Heart is Full
Caleb, This week was supposed to be different. Once upon a time it was going to be your "Welcome Home" week. While we know you've been welcomed to your Heavenly Home, our family had some emotional moments together this week as we imagined that welcome hug that could have been. Should have been. Instead, we spent the week remembering you. We cleaned the house and yard, with help from dear loved ones, and invited family and friends for a celebration. In the middle of all the heartache that comes with that reality, we found ourselves overwhelmed by love. Friends, family, and mission companions (and friends), gathered to celebrate you. They showed up with stories, memories, laughter, tears, and reminders that your life mattered deeply to so many people. We left feeling grateful for a community that has carried us in so many ways over the past 5 months. We drank gallons of grape juice in your honor. This is Papa's finest juice, fresh from the f...