Casey

Yesterday, Tahsha and Leah came by to pick up Ellie.

Leah whispered something to Tahsha. I asked what she had whispered and Tahsha tole me that Casey had died in the night. She started to cry. We have known that he was sick. Mike and Nichole have been helping her with him.

I wish that I believed in a mysterious force in the universe that controlled everything. FATE, or KARMA, or the SUN or MOON. Then I could shake my fist and curse it. But I don't. I know that a loving Father in Heaven is in control and I submit to his will. I have great faith that in his hand is all that teaches, strengthens and heals.

I just hurt when my little girl hurts. This last year has been so hard on her. I want to pick her up and kiss the hurt and make it go away. I haven't figured out how to do that.

We have run the course of 2011

What a year it has been

We have let go a few to heaven

Of dogs, children and men

Following Tahshie

I have been following Tahshie's blog since before Brad died. I really enjoy her posts.

This morning at about 6:00, I couldn't sleep so I opened her blog and caught up. I enjoy being part of her life. I love the phone calls for help when she needs something. I even enjoy speeding to her house in the middle of the night and searching her house for an intruder that set off her alarm. I remember thinking that he (who ever he is) better not resist in any way or he was going to get to see Brad sooner than the rest of us. He would have to explain to Brad why he was in his house with his wife and daughter in the middle of the night. Good thing no one got caught that night. Better for him and better for me.

As I was banging around in Blogspot trying to learn more about the site I found a section called "Following". I guess this is who is actively following your posts. The only one listed was "Mya". Oh well, maybe I'll try learning another day.