My Housemate

KJ has been my closest companion over the last three months. As housemates we have tried to help one another through shopping, cooking, cleaning and pet care responsibilities. But we share something deeper and more important. Together we experience grief, sharing, sorrow, and loneliness. It must be hard to share a silent empty house with a sad dad. But she continues to press on as she follows a unique path through this wide valley. Lift her up to Her Heavenly Dad who can remove the weight of sorrow from his kids' shoulders.

Three of KJ's bags made for sale at Elcy's coffee shop were snapped up by discriminating customers yesterday. Get one while they last!