A pile of dirt....a hole in the ground..... a cemetery.....
Many thoughts at a time like this...
Death 
Tears
Partings
Lots of memories
Why's 
Last conversations

How can it be, Beat, that it is 2 weeks since you have met Jesus ?

These last 2 weeks have been full of emotions...

Living in denial that you are actually gone, until I saw your cold body laying in that coffin.

Then I have this picture of you coming into heaven, meeting Jesus and then your Dad. I can imagine I hear your laughter rolling through heaven and every saying, Beat's home !!!!!!

I can imagine you running and leaping through the streets of gold !

And then I see all the new life around me that Spring is bringing , and I think what a beautiful time to go to heaven and meet Jesus.

Beat, I can not wish you back.to this life that is full of pain, crushed dreams..... I long to experience heaven too. To see Jesus and my Dad.....

Beat , this past week I have used your cookbook a LOT of times. As I serve the dishes, I receive a lot of compliments, I smiled and tell a few of them it was from your cookbook. It just makes me feel close to you...and the other day I told one of my helpers I wish I could text you about a recipe and she burst out laughing , which felt so good to laugh with her about it !!!!!! 

I have also been inspired to make each day worthwhile and to love and serve my King well as I cook and serve and listen and pour out my love to the "lambs" Jesus sends my way .