Like a ton of bricks

The sadness and pain of Dani's death a few weeks ago just sunk in. I just had 2 really awesome and God glorifying conversations about Dani and her death. One was with another staff member from camp ( a camp for kids with cancer and their siblings), Mary Beth. I sent out a email to everyone from camp asking for pictures of Dani fro a photo album for her mom and brother. Mary Beth called to tell me she had some good pics and it ended up being a really cool conversation. I am excited about our future conversations in the next few weeks.

The next phone call was to one of the campers in my cabin, Martha. She is the greatest! Martha is 14 or 15 and has and incredible story about her battle with leukemia and her faith in God through the illness. Her Dani and I were like sisters by the end of the week. 3 of the other campers and the other counselor got sent home by Wednesday afternoon, so the 3 of us had much time to connect. We had sooooooo... much fun, staying up WAY past lights out, eating all the candy we could find, goofing of as much as possible, playing pranks on the camp director (who just happened to be in the connecting cabin), and laughing so hard that we were crying!
I have been praying about how I would tell Martha since she lives so far away. I decided that calling and speaking with her parents would be best that way they could tell her and be there to comfort her. I was so happy to be able to relay to Martha's father that I believe that Dani knew the Lord! I told him of our conversations and the fruit that can been seen in her life. (I have learned that there is/was much and great fruit.)

Her legacy and memories will live on in the hearts of us forever. But Dani is gone and as I hung up the phone with Martha's father, it hit me like a ton of bricks.