Hanging in there...

It's been a week already since my dad exchanged his earthly suffering for eternal glory. In some way, the time has gone by quickly, but at the same time, the week seems a lot longer than 7 days. It's been a busy time... but life continues on... and reality begins to penetrate. I'm not all that comfortable with the "new reality"; I don't know if "comfortable" will ever exist again. I'm thankful that dad isn't suffering anymore, but I definitely miss his presence. At this point, I'm "hanging in there", just as one of my good friends always tells me. I know that God is always with me... through the good times, hard times, and even the "hanging in there" times.