When I was little I thought Traci got cancer because we used to sneak Flinstone chewable vitamins when my mom wasn’t looking. When I got older I thought it was the dumb doctors in Japan where she was born. Into adulthood I decided on another theory. And while it also may not be true, like the others it brings me comfort. God didn’t give Traci cancer. The devil did. God of course has the ability to see into the future. He sees our choices and he sees the consequences. I believe he knew Traci needed to go to heaven. In order for Sarah to be our sister. In order for Sean to be our brother. In order for Hix and his family to join our lives. In order for me to meet so many friends here in Arkansas and marry Jim. He knew how important it was for Sydni, Averi, Keaton, Aubrey, Rori and Rain to be born. It doesn’t make it easier. I truly realized that at her grave this weekend. But it does give me hope. And it does give my life meaning. It gives all our lives meaning really. All the lives her life and death affected. Which are a lot! I tried to explain that to Dad so many times. He never was able to find the life in her death and there is so very much life! We put him to rest this weekend where he always said he wanted to be. I am so glad we could all go and do it together. It was a beautiful day.
Enjoy the pics!
Yes, Kelli, Traci does give us hope that someday she will greet us in heaven and show us Jesus on His Throne in His Kingdom!