Life & Death

Birthday parties and funerals...that's been our day. A day of extremes!
Cami's Mom came to get her just after 11 and we then headed to go see Isidro's body and to just see some of the Sa Penya guys, hug people, just be there...gosh it was so incredibly sad...and so so so strange to see Isidro lying there. His poor Mom, Elia, sat by his head... 
Later we went to Dylan's birthday party, part way through I went to the burial, then went back to the party. The burial was so so so sad...wailing, screaming, denial. Gosh it was heavy... As with the morning event, such a privilege to just be there with people, to hug and be hugged, to pray under my breath as Elia had to be held up and Isidro's Dad couldn't be lifted up from in front of his son's grave. 
I was grateful to go back to the little party and be with friends, and to see Asha and Nate thoroughly enjoying themselves.
As I walked down from the cemetery which was high up in the hills outside town, I saw this blip and felt hopeful again, that although Isidro's life on earth has stopped, his soul goes on with Jesus...and I feel grateful that we know he's with his Lord. 

Today I'm grateful for;
1) Being part of this sad, significant, day.
2) Having known Isidro.
3) Dylan's family's kindness and generosity.