While We Have Them

We are holding tight to our girls today here in Colorado. The three of them are getting extra hugs and lots of kisses. Messes don't seem to bother us; the continuous flood of creative projects falls where it will. The house is disorganized, a little out of place. But there is life, glorious and dirty; endless and finite in our home today. Our hearts grieve for what was lost. And we hold tight to what is here.