Since March, our lives have been utter chaos. Between having my parents here while my dad was undergoing cancer treatments (finished treatments last week- awaiting results to see if he is cancer free), Heath's lay-off, and the deaths of Grandma Garner, Jared, and "Popi", it seems that normal life went on without us. And while I know that just because our lives stopped, everyone else's did not. This morning, I think I realized for the first time that friends and family went on. They planned things without us and did things without us, and while I do not begrudge that for a second, it is surprisingly hard to deal with. I feel out of touch with everyone and everything, a bit lonely, a bit sad, and also a bit grateful that we have come through it all still a family. Thank heavens for the gospel and the eternal perspective of it all. I know that through it all, our Heavenly Father has not forgotten us, he has carried us.