The splash park in the ghetto

We had so many dear friends and family join us for Seth’s funeral.  It really was a meaningful group of people, thank you so much for all of you who were able to come.  Some came a long way to be with us and we’re so grateful for them and their willingness to drive or fly to celebrate our little boy.

One sweet treat was a couple of our friends who live in our neck of the woods were just a state away.  So they hopped in their vans and made the long drive to Kansas.

Afterwards we got to hang out for a couple of days.  It was nice to not have to answer any questions for a couple of days about our life back home because they already knew about it.  It was fun to talk about shared friends, laugh about cultural quirks we find a little strange, but mostly it was just sweet to be with our friends, the same friends that were so excited with us when we announced baby #3 was on its way last Christmas Eve.

Friends that also cried with us when we received our devastating news from an ultrasound.

Friends that prayed without ceasing for God to heal Seth.

Friends that were broken when he didn’t.

So their coming was pretty special and helped make those quiet nights after the funeral not so quiet.

So since we had friends in town we decided to find the closest Chick-Fil-A get some lunch and then head to the closest splash park, which also happened to be in the projects.  Although since we’re not at all familiar with KC we didn’t know that till we pulled up.

But no biggie.  Thankfully our children are used to playing in spaces with broken glass.

I’m sure we were the talk of the projects friends.  Thanks for coming, thanks for loving on us, thanks for just being with us.