Wings As Eagles: Remembering two years ago

Monday, November 3, 2008

Remembering two years ago

It's almost hard to believe that it has been two years from today that Mom passed away. In some ways it seems just yesterday that I called Krissa at school telling her to come home because Mom wouldn't be here much longer. I can still see Grandma walking through the front door after we returned home with Mom from the doctor's office and making the decision to let Mom go.

Those last few days that Mom was here on earth are still very vivid in my mind. Many of those things I won't ever forget nor do I really desire to. Yes, it was a difficult time and there are moments that I can't look back on those days without tears in my eyes, but those last couple of months spent with Mom are memories I will treasure forever.

In other ways it seems like it's been quite a while since I've seen Mom working in the kitchen, sitting outside reading or calling me to come upstairs because the computer was doing something strange. Life is normal now without Mom. There's still is and will always be a slight emptiness in our family, but I can honestly say that God has filled the void that was felt so greatly right after Mom was gone. Philippians 4:19, "But my God shall supply all your need, according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus. "

God has been so gracious and faithful over the past two years! Without His strength and encouragement I can't even begin to imagine what the last two years might have been like. He brought people into our lives just when we needed them. The "missing Mom" moments have become fewer as the months go by, although there are events, phrases and little things that are reminders of Mom.

Time does heal, but you still never forget.

1 comment:

  1. I'm sorry for the loss of your mother. I'm glad God is helping you through, and providing you with loving people in your life. I read the post about your mom's activities in spring, too.

    Both of my husband's parents died from illnesses, and we have lived in the house he and his siblings grew up in for ten years. I think of them once in awhile, and wonder what they would think of something, or wish I could ask them a question that has popped up in my mind.

    I hope you don't mind me commenting on a personal post like this, since we don't know each other.


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