Those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength; They shall mount up with wings like eagles, They shall run and not be weary, They shall walk and not faint. Isaiah 40:31

Friday, May 29, 2009

a little after midnight...

...and we are having the most amazing electrical storm.

...nights like this i REALLY miss tim.

...we would open the blinds out in the front room and watch the storm (well i would watch the storm-he would just lay next to me on the couch and tell me i was crazy and keep me company).

...nights like this i REALLY miss tim.

...thanks for checking in



Blogger Wendy said...


I am sure he was up there looking down on you! You had one good man for a husband! Keeping you in my prayers.


May 29, 2009 7:36 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey Tam,
I've just caught up. I'm laughing right out one minute and then there's tears running the next...and I'm so proud of you...for being honest enough to be yourself here, for letting us in on what's going on inside, and for answering the dreaded question without us having to ask it. You're still going, you're still breathing, you're still putting one foot in front of the other, and sometimes life actually feels good. Obviously God's doing His thing.

Love ya,

May 29, 2009 12:04 PM  
Blogger Katie Dewalt said...

I wonder---when there's an amazing storm in your neck of the woods---if Tim knows that it's happening.
I wonder if he mentions to Joyce "Hey, Mom! Tammy loved these storms, so I'd stay beside her to keep her company."
I wonder if Jesus tells him "You can still watch the storms with Tammy...just from a different perspective."
I wonder if He might add something like "You know---I'm rather fond of storms myself. The one that scared my friends in the boat was huge and beautiful. I calmed it to calm their hearts. I'm still busy calming hearts!"

I wonder how many are gathered around smiling and agreeing because storms bring remembrance of so many still here on this Earth.

In my head and my heart, I imagine scenarios and conversations in Heaven, and have been doing that for 30 years.

I wonder what we'll say to our precious Savior...and to one another when we first get there.

I can't help but wonder.

Thanks for sharing your heart, Tammy! You are strong---but not too strong...not afraid to show "bruises."

I send hugs (and a virtual cup of tea and some of Shelli's Cowboy Cookies)
Aunt Katie

May 29, 2009 8:07 PM  

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