We drove from LA to Montana for the burial of our father. My husband's father to be exact. I have no idea where my father is.
It was a drive that was long and longer and exhausting.
It was a beautiful drive and I wished I lived in some of those country areas.
I loved the snow and beautiful mountains and laid back way of life.
It's amazing how it was to see my husband show me childhood places where he grew up, and as he tells the stories, I hope they help to salve his heart.
I'm praying he'll take time to grieve. I am not sure many men understand the importance of allowing their grief.
But we have hope to see him again and that his soul is well with Jesus Christ.
Welcome again to Monday's Music Moves Me.
Colette is a busy mom of 2 kids focusing solely on being a mom. She hails from the Caribbean and now balances the full life of being a SAHM and dabbling in odd jobs to help around the home. She enjoys sharing her memories, hopes, food, travel, entertainment, and product experiences on her blog. Please read my disclosure