March 17

I looked up at the sky as I stood near Logan's grave this afternoon and saw two birds flying high overhead together, weaving to and fro and back and forth, just enjoying the breeze.

In the moment, the thought that Logan and his Gramps --Adam's granddad, who passed away early yesterday morning-- could be "flying" along together, sharing that same sense of freedom in the kingdom of Heaven right then and there came to me.

Lovely revelation, don't you think? I sure do.