Many of you that know me also either know or know of my dear friend, Casey Ewen. This woman continues to astound me and God is absolutely using her to work something amazing… anyway – I have just caught up on my blog reading and was blown away by her latest entry on baggage… It begins:

It has been eighteen months and I have not yet unpacked Shane’s and Ellie’s suitcases from the Lander trip that ended in tragedy. After the collision, it was three months before I could even sort through Ellie’s diaper bag. Even then her precious little clothes still had the sweet aroma of baby soap and rice cereal.

The move from Colorado to Wyoming took place just nine days prior to the crash. We were still in the process of getting settled into our new home and many of our belonging’s were still in boxes. When I was released from the hospital five weeks later and returned to Casper to recover, the rest of the house had been boxed-up by well-meaning friends. I don’t know why I was so surprised to discover that nothing was as we had left it on March 26th. I was still in shock, yes, but I expected my home to be a haven of memories, the rooms filled with something tangible I could touch, smell, and absorb… something I could connect with, grieve with. But those memories were tucked away, hidden by concerned do-gooder’s in cardboard boxes and dark bedrooms.

Read the rest of this entry… seriously… it is one of the best things I have read in quite a long time.