When Ted and I started on this lovely journey called parenthood, we were teaching religious education classes at our church. There we were lucky enough to meet this incredible lady by the name of Deb. A single woman, who converted to Catholicism and was dating a member of our church. Throughout the infertility, sickness, and then the 3 adoptions we had a cheerleader in our corner. She was always so excited to see the children. We didn't get to see her much,especially as our lives got busier with 3 small very active children. She married her boyfriend and helped him with his 3 teenage daughters (yes she was a brave soul!). I came home tonight and found out that over the weekend Deb went to heaven while she slept. I don't know if she had been sick or not--as I mentioned--time seems to fly. She was only 50 years old. While I know Deb is with God and at peace, it still pains me to see how time flies and there's another face I won't see while I'm still on this earth.
Peace Deb, peace.