New Life

Found this on my computer hard drive today. Little Joel when he was even tinier than he is now. How fast the wee ones grow. .

Downstairs I can hear a door creaking. Someone has got up for a late night snack.

Just the day before yesterday Mom, Papa and I were up at Mt Ashland looking for our family friend, Carol Koon. She was lost - on the day a blizzard struck the mountain. We were all scared. Steve, her husband, was absolutely distraught. His face was sunken in; defeated; all life, all Steve, drained from him. Without Carol he wasn't Steve.

Here was was a picture of a deep and intense love. A love that was being tested and yanked on; a love that remained damn steadfast. It was the most heartbreaking yet wonderful thing I have ever seen. Carol was found mid-morning of the next day. The relief that broke over Steve's face was nearly indescribable. It was as if the spirit that had left him suddenly returned; the bags beneath his eyes were gone; the sparkle came back into his eyes; suddenly he was able to smile, stand up, look at people and communicate. If Carol would not have been found I don't know that Steve would have been able to recover from it. His heart couldn't have taken it. Love like that is absolutely terrifying and absolutely inspiring.

Spring is here. New life; I'm ready for that.