…and I sat at my computer and poured out my heart.
(7/13/10) I’m still trying to catch my breath after the wind got knocked out of me today when I discovered the shocking news that Gregg Harris, home school pioneer and father of 7, lost his dear wife, Sono, to cancer.

The Harris Family 2010
When diagnosed with stage IV cancer of the colon, which had spread to her liver and lungs, she found her human frame in a very fragile state. Only weeks later, the family faced her imminent departure from this earth.
Mere weeks.
Since about the time she must have been diagnosed, I’ve found myself in the midst of so much blessed activity; the arrival of my first grandchild, my son’s college graduation, another son’s high school graduation, birthdays, my folk’s fiftieth, a huge conference, several plane trips, a getaway with hubby, several sets of house guests and all the happy hoopla that each event entails. Planning, list-making and triple-checking, shopping, traveling; too many details to fit on this one page.
While I’ve been busy living in my frantic reality and planning parties, Sono Harris was suddenly and unexpectedly busy with planning her own passing.
It’s been hours and my jaw is still hanging open. On the verge of tears time and again today, my thoughts have been sober thoughts. Of course I know she is GREAT! No regrets, no more tears, no more worries, no more lists to make and check and gas to fill and food to buy. No more wrinkles, aches or pains. It’s those closest to her, left behind, who suffer the loss of their dearest friend, lover, mama and grandma.
The grand-canyon void left in human hearts by one so great leaving earth is quite incomprehensible and nearly unbearable.
A curious thing, actually, is that God took Sono Harris, a modern revolutionary, world-changer and woman of impact – on the anniversary of the same day another great revolutionary went on to his glory. John Adams, the second president of the United States of America, courageous Founding Father, revolutionary and bulldog, overshadowed in his day by more flamboyant personalities, but proven in the end as the engine and strategist who helped see the American revolution through to its victory, died on July 4th, 1826.
My dad always said, “birds of a feather flock together.”
Soar on, great ones. Until we meet again.
“So we are always of good courage. We know that while we are at home in the body we are away from the Lord, for we walk by faith, not by sight. Yes, we are of good courage, and we would rather be away from the body and at home with the Lord.”?(2 Corinthians 5:3-8)
“…the time of my departure has come. I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. Henceforth there is laid up for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous judge, will award to me on that Day, and not only to me but also to all who have loved his appearing.” (2 Timothy 4:6-8)
“Jesus said to her, ‘I am the resurrection and the life. Whoever believes in me, though he die, yet shall he live, and everyone who lives and believes in me shall never die.’” (John 11:24-26)
Sono Sato Harris October 17, 1954 – July 4, 2010