Letter from Lindy Apr 29
I have felt out of rhythm since I’ve been back in Durham as I attempt to prepare for Sunday, knowing that we leave tomorrow to take the very sad step of learning how to move forward as a family without my father, after thanking God for the gift of him in our lives. A foot in each world, a heart divided.
My daughter flew in this morning. Beautiful, yet bittersweet, to spend this day with her, as we had been scheduled to drive over to Flat Rock last Saturday so she could share her love and say good-bye to her grandfather. Her wedding in six months now feels different, harder even, as it was her grandparents that pleaded with her to mark the day more traditionally than she had imagined. We have shed a few tears, I am glad we have had this moment together.
Please know how deeply Lanny and I have felt your love and care this past week, and I am grateful to be surrounded by a community that cares so well. I will wrap myself in your prayers, like the shawls we gift, as we move through the next few days.