Life.

I was on team at camp in 1998. One of the girls who was also on team died a few weeks ago, apparently of a brain tumor. She had a one year old daughter. And this was quite unexpected.

Her husband has kept up their blog, and his raw grief breaks my heart as he describes life as a single parent, missing his wife and putting his trust in Christ one day at a time. One minute at a time, really.

Kristi was sweet, kind, hard working. . . . I always enjoyed talking to her. We were myspace friends, meaning we kept up via bulletin boards and a few random emails here and there.

Please keep her family in your prayers.