Someday

A man I know passed away this week. He was 104 years old. People who knew him talked about how joyful he had to be to finally make it to heaven and see his Lord and his beloved Dorothy. Dorothy, his wife, had passed away many, many years ago. Someone said that the two of them were probably sipping coffee and eating chocolate cake about now. I was discussing this man's passing with Steve's mom today. We talked about how rare it is for people to find that kind of love, the true soul mate. I know I found mine in Steve, and I believe she realizes that too. In the course of that conversation, she said something that just meant so much to me. She said she thought that when it comes my turn to go, it wouldn't surprise her at all to find out that Steve is the one there to take my hand and lead me in. What an absolutely beautiful picture. I've been missing him so much lately, and thoughts like that really comfort me. That day is coming, and I look forward to it so much, but in the meantime, I will keep moving forward here and pouring myself into the lives of those around me. Someday, Steve....someday.