Friday, April 10, 2015

Abby

Nineteen years have passed since the accident that took my dear sister's life.  I feel a profound sadness each year around this time, not because I don't know if I will see her again (I believe I will), but because I can't help but wish I could have shared this earthly experience with her as well.

I hope to one day fully understand the meaning of eternity, because then I might also understand how miniscule this brief mortal sojourn is in the timeline of forever.  Until then I will always feel some remorse about not being able to share the joys of personal and professional accolades, graduations, ordinances, nieces and nephews, and other triumphs. Similarly, I wish that we could share in defeats and disappointments, give one another comfort, and reminisced about times gone by.

I imagine these earthly experiences will mean very little in the grand scheme, but with my human limitations for comprehending eternity, I still find myself feeling cheated.

I used to think about Abby daily, then it became every other day, then weekly, then monthly, until now where I only find I think about her a couple times a year. I feel guilty sometimes, but time limitations, the distraction of work, and the (hopefully) worthy pursuit of family don't leave time even to feel guilt.  I hope Abby knows how much I love her and miss her.

Monday, January 5, 2015

Bowling


We took some time over the holiday break to introduce the girls to bowling.  They dominated. 

Ireland was mostly distracted with the grandeur of it all, but when she did bowl, did so with some finesse.  Blaire of course was brute strength.




Holidays down on the Ranch

It was a fun Christmas season at the Thompson house.  Nanny and Pa came to visit.  We put up trees, hung lights on the house, visited Disney, Long Beach, and Pasadena, and ate lots of sweets.  And at the end of it all, we added a new member to the family.