Wow, look at the blaze on that cake! It is hard to believe that I first met Kevin more than 20 years ago and that he still is the most wonderful man I know. He had a great birthday, with our team prayer meeting (and cake), then lunch at friends' house (with cake), then supper at home with out-of-town friends (and cake). This morning he enjoyed a piece of the strawberry rhubarb pie I made for him. We see strawberries in shops only about once a year (and very sad-looking ones at that), and they cost the moon, but a friend tipped me off to their presence and I ran to the store to get them and then froze them. A few days later, rhubarb magically appeared at the grocery store (same friend tipped me off) and when I got there the next day, I got the LAST package! Froze that too, and resulting pie was sooooo good. Not 'cause I am such a good cook, but because it is strawberry rhubarb!
Anyway, I was going through a family photo album with a friend last night and was looking at all the photos of dear ones who have died in the last four years. I counted four grandparents, an aunt, and a great aunt, and of course Tabitha. Kevin's maternal grandmother died in April, and his paternal grandmother died on Saturday. And we didn't make it for any of the grandparent funerals. It is sad to us. We'll be thinking of Kevin's family on Friday as they say goodbye to Nana Zwart.
-Cami
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