This week marks a year since our grandma passed away. It is hard to BELIEVE that it has been that long already. In contemplating our loss and what death means for all of us ... we did what we do ...
... we wrote a song.
It is in our struggles that we realize that this earth is not our eternal home. Our grandma BELIEVED this. And so do we. There is ...
... HOPE.
And so this song is for all of you, who like us, need to be reminded of the hope that we are not yet HOME.
Love,
