“Yes, we are fully confident, and we would rather be away from these earthly bodies, for then we will be at home with the Lord.” ~ II Corinthians 5:8

Today marked another earthly milestone my late husband has missed: his youngest sister’s high school graduation party.  Things like this tend to highlight what’s missing, and our hearts all grieve over the loss.

On days like today, I often find myself telling God how much I wish he could be here, to hug us, to be with us.  I usually throw in that I don’t really care how this is impossible, that I promise not to question things, but just to let him come home for a day.

At this point, God typically reminds me that I have things backward: my husband is home.  It is me that is still away.  Earth isn’t our home; my house isn’t a permanent dwelling.  Heaven is where I should be longing to be, instead of trying to wish my husband back to earth.  Heaven is our real home.