Movement, progress...

I need to let Kristin know how much I value her. She is without doubt one of the most grounded, real, young woman I have ever known. And I know many young woman of amazing caliber, all my small group gals for instance. All amazing. But Kristin, ah, Kristin.

You were amazing in sharing your heart with Jeanne M. who is preparing to speak to Student Impact parents on depression and suicide. You have poured into us and into others. You care for Denver, Maya and Isaiah on Thursday nights when you could be chilling anywhere else. You maintain friendships. You show compassion. You love old people. I could go on and on.

But what spoke volumes to me was the other day when you said, "Let's go through THE boxes and get that over with." THE boxes are the ones returned from the Chicago Police Department: Evidence and Recovered Property...stuff from Laurie's Jeep. Those three boxes have sat up in La's room and have hung over me like a dark, gloomy cloud. We went through each one and found new homes for some stuff, got rid of some more, and decided to hang on to some but the big point here is we had movement, progress. We continue to process and ask for God to keep healing us. Kristin, I love you. Thanks.