Last Thursday as I was out for a walk with the dog, my older brother Dave called to tell me that our beloved sister, Wendy, had died. We learned her sudden death was caused by a massive cardiac event—inexplicable and unavoidable. I can’t even begin to express the loss I feel, as well as her two daughters and husband, and all the rest of our family.
Wendy was my best friend, my crackerjack assistant (she went with me on book trips), my holiday planner, my go-to person for sharing family news. So not ready to say goodbye to her, but I am also deeply grateful for the lifelong gift of having Wendy as my sister, and I so look forward to being together again in Heaven. There is such peace in that knowledge. “We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, firm and secure” (Hebrews 6:19).