Still With Us

One of our cars bit the dust and we haven't bought another yet. Every morning Seth and I have been waking up early to drive Mark in to work before we start our day. This morning, Seth was still half asleep and I was carrying him out to the car. As I walked out the front door, I saw the storm door being pushed toward us quickly by the wind. I stuck my elbow out to keep it from hitting Seth, braced for impact and felt....nothing. As I cut my eyes to the left, I saw the door being gently swept in the opposite direction. I did a double take to see if someone was there, opening the door for us and watched the door close softly behind us as we passed through. It all happened in a flash, but in that moment the feeling came over me that Dad was with us, opening the door, just popping in to say, "Hi." He's still with us. I can feel him.