Today marks the one year anniversary of my mother's death. It has been a hard year. "They" say the first year is always the hardest. I suppose it is, since it is the first of everything without your loved one. I know our family has only been able to make it through this year because of the Lord. He has sustained us and comforted us. Sometimes I thought it was wrong to cry for my mother. But I know the Lord understands my tears. He knows that my tears were not ones of anger, but out of missing someone who made a big impact on my life. I miss the woman who made me and shaped me to who I am today. I miss the woman who gave up a nursing career to stay home and raise a family. (And she never regretted it!) She and my dad taught us to love God with all our hearts and were a great example to follow. So, today begins the march of the second year without Mom. I know that one day I will be reunited with her. I k...
2 Corinthians 5:7 "For we walk by faith, not by sight:"