There are many things that bring back memories of my Mom. I cried a few Sundays ago in church because of the song “He Lives,” not only because of the lyrics, but because of the memories of constant Gaither music in my house growing up. I look at the calendar and see that January 23rd is coming soon and the memories of that day come back to my mind. I think of her as I hear Sage sing CONSTANTLY and know I am getting paid back for my childhood. 🙂 I think of her as I hold my little ones and wish so much that she could have met them. She would have loved them so much and would have been a great Grandma.
But most of all, I think of her when I have friends who lose a parent. Yesterday afternoon I got a call from a friend telling me that Christina’s dad has lost his battle with Leukemia. All the emotions from my Mom’s death come to my mind as I think of her (and other dear friends in the past 8 years) who are now feeling what I felt back then (and since then).
As I struggled with what to say to her, there are no words that can really make you feel better, at least for more than a few seconds. The only words I could offer were to remember that he is with his Savior. He was a godly man who taught his family and others about God for his whole life, and now, he is with Him, celebrating who God is, forever. (And maybe saying hi to my Mom, and my friend’s parents too.) While death is part of life, it sure is hard. While I have greatly missed my Mom for the past 8 years, I am sure I will see her one day again in Heaven, and I’m so grateful for that. Not knowing this would have made it so much harder. And that brings a smile to my face, even if it’s just for a few seconds.
Anyways, there’ s where my brain was all last night and now this morning. Now that I’ve written some thoughts down, I need to get into birthday mode as the girls are starting to wake up and it’s Molly’s birthday . . . no more tears for now.