Dear Mom,
I started to say that I can't believe it's been six months on Wednesday since you passed away, but I can. Actually it seems like it's been longer. It feels like I haven't seen you in years. If a day goes by when I don't mention you, Lincoln will tell me that I say something that you would say. It's not a negative thing. He loved you and misses you as much as me. I miss your compassion the most. I miss not being able to call to take you to lunch or go for a ride. I miss you asking me about my job and the kids. Whenever you would tell me that parents love their kids more than kids love their parents it made me uncomfortable. Now I realize it was your way of telling me how much you loved us, even if you didn't always know how to show us.
We are still thinking about the cottage on Case's Island. I feel badly that I had an attitude towards you regarding it. You wanted us to have it to enjoy. I'm sorry for making you walk around the island when now I know that you obviously didn't feel up to it. You did it for us. I wish we had it now and that you could spend the Summer out there in the sunroom that you loved.
I'll never forget you, Mom and although I wouldn't wish you back here, it would be nice if I could give you just one more hug. And I want to ask you one more question, "How was it when you met Jesus?"
Love,
Annie
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1 comment:
I was with my mother this past weekend; we still share such a vibrant friendship with one another. It has grown in these last six months; these have been her finest days of mothering.
I am incredibly sorry for your loss and pray God's comfort over you in this coming season of walking through your grief. Death of a loved one teaches us in a way like nothing else. It reaches deeply into our beliefs and forces us to grapple with unknown feelings/emotions and realities. Sometimes all we can do is walk it through with God as it arrives upon the soil of our hearts.
I don't imagine there's a specific plan for grieving. I only know that it is intensely personal; it belongs to you, therefore you call the shots for how it goes.
Thanks for stopping by; it has allowed me the privilege of praying for you, sister.
peace~elaine
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