Yesterday I was sitting on the beach, looking out into the vast ocean and daydreaming about Heaven.
Do they watch me move through this world? Can they see my heart ache and can they feel the longing I have in my soul to be with them?
I often wonder what they see from where they are and if they are chatting about what we are doing and how we are getting by.
This morning I’m back at our house and missing Anna and Abigail.