It always seems interesting to me when your life is being drastically altered, that things just keep moving along. The garbage still needs to go out, the car still needs gas, the homework still needs to get done. Something inside of you has just been flipped upside down, but you still need to go walk the dog. This is even more evident when you have children (especially my schedule obsessive eldest) that life goes on, despite the fact that Chris is no longer with us. Tonight, I will be doing a word hunt and reading a book about reptiles, along with bath time and snuggle time-shortly followed by prayer time. It seems somehow odd to me that I am planning a funeral one minute, and I’m sweeping the floor the next. Just some food for thought.