There are  teens in the house. Some sitting at the table. Some have gathered in the music room and rich harmonies flow. The house seems alive.  The presence of God full in this place. My heart count down the days.  Moment by moment. I try to push it aside. I try to distract myself. But it' there. It looms. The 5th Anniversary of Elijah's home going.  I still can't believe it. I often still feel like it's a dream. My boy. My red headed, just graduated, complex, fiery tempered, blue eyed first born. He's gone. Torn from me without warning. And here I am. Still counting ... View Post