This summer I am coaching Sarah's T-Ball team. The youngest ones on the team aren't quite 5 yet: only a couple of months older than Abigail would have been. When I realized that, it surprised me. She wouldn't be toddling around anymore; she'd be running around with her ball glove on the wrong hand trying to hit the ball and run the bases!

The thing that amazed me most about realizing this is that there was no sadness with that thought, just amazement. I have no "mixed emotions" or sadness in working with these kids; just enjoyment.

I have done a lot of healing.