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 know that I will see her again because of the blessed hope. I am thankful that God sent His only begotten Son, so I could accept His offer of eternal life in heaven. I know that the grave is not the end of life, but the only the beginning of something more wonderful. (see John 3:16)
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 know that I will see her again because of the blessed hope. I am thankful that God sent His only begotten Son, so I could accept His offer of eternal life in heaven. I know that the grave is not the end of life, but the only the beginning of something more wonderful. (see John 3:16)
Sweetie, I am in total understanding. I have a picture of my folks, taken at my mother's last Christmas. They are laughing and it just makes me smile. It sits where I can see it at work and many of my farmers ask about it. Some may say it would make it more difficult, but it really just makes me feel like she's with me every day. It has been almost 18 months and we are coming up on our 2nd Christmas without her. My first biological grandchild is due on Dec 27, so my daughter, and possibly I, will not be at the family gathering. It will be bittersweet, but I know Mother will be looking down on us and that sweet little baby!!
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