This is the day of the threes. Three years since Howard passed on and three weeks since the doctor said I have about three months before joining him. So I come to this bench where I sit for about three hours coming to grips with thoughts of a new world. Stretched out before me is a lake with houses on the other side. I sit reading and thinking.
I’ve found hope in Psalm 3:5 “I lie down and sleep, I wake again because the Lord sustains me.” I look at the beauty of the grass and lake; I see people on the other side. In the near future, I will lie down and sleep, I will awake again to the beauty around me, and to a reunion of people on the other side.
I wonder if Howard has found Tommy. Oh, I remember other threes! Tommy died from having three-day measles when he was three years old.
It will be nice to be a threesome again – Howard, Tommy, and me.