But all that changed. Since Joey passed, Craig and Kathy have had to bear our sorrow. We crashed in an instant, and the laughter that once characterized our friendship, has been turned to tears. They lost the friends that they once had. They had to re-learn how to talk to us in our newly fragile state. They had to let go of any support we could ever be to them, any help with the church, or their pressures and problems. They have cried with us, and listened to an almost endless stream of sorrow, fear and doubt. They have done so many things for us, we've lost track. They've handled our responsibilities, and kept things going when we couldn't. They've cooked for us over and over again, including preparing us a beautiful prime rib dinner just last night.
They are selflessly walking beside us through the long, dark valley of the shadow of death. It's got to be exhausting and dreary and relentless. When I come out of my numb state and look at that, it almost takes my breath away. How does anyone besides a mother muster up that kind of tenacious love?!
So today I am saying thank you to them. Thank you for your enduring love. Thank you for sticking by us when we are empty-handed. Thanks is not enough, but it's all I have. Thank you, Craig and Kathy, for being there--- for the good times....and thank you for being there in our deepest, darkest night.
We love you, Friends.
A friend loves at all times and a brother is born for adversity. Proverbs 17:17