A toast and a prayer

First, I LOVE coming home to a kitchen filled with activity.  As I came through the back door DC and PD were busy at work with a champagne bottle near at hand.  The meetings of the week behind us, and a night of revelry in front of us, it seemed the perfect way to begin  – with a toast.  Sadly, not too long after arriving home, we got word that PC couldn’t make it due to some unfortunate family news.  So, as we took to the table, PD led us in a prayer for our friend and his family.  It was an authentic moment for a missing friend.

I think PC said it best in a later letter when he reminded us that these situations “make us love life, our families, our friends, just a little bit more and hug them all a little bit tighter.”

We missed our PM buddy a lot…. and are comforted to know things are just a bit better today than yesterday and are confident tomorrow will be even brighter.

Everyone should have a “Patrick” in their life.  I’m the richer because i have two.