Please be honest because this probably isn't a typical condolence letter. I lost my Mom when I was 16 so I find it impossible to exaggerate about the "comfort and peace" that's supposed to come in time. My wish is to express empathy, as one who has understood her entire adult life, how it feels to lose my mom and especially from a Christian standpoint. OK here it is....
Oh those stages of grief sound simple but they can be pure torture to your aching heart. I know. And all the firsts, first birthdays and special holidays first this first that, leave such an empty feeling. And I know it never ends because we will miss our special moms for the rest of our days. Memories that bring comfort are simultaneously deeply bittersweet. (Oh Lord! Please hear my prayer, and bring comfort, strength and JOY to my dear friend, Christine, despite the seeming impossibility in these longs days since the departure of her very beloved mother.) Only through His love and grace on us will we persevere. May we remember there are no clocks in Heaven and 10 years here is 10 seconds there. Heaven may be hard to picture in our mortal minds, but that's ok because all we need is that mustard seed of FAITH to know, we'll all be together again some day. And until then, in HONOR of our mothers, we must cherish life as they taught us to do, cherish our memories of them and know, even though we can't see it with our Earthly eyes, and there are so many details about which we're clueless, we'll all be together again as it was meant to be and planned since before any of us were born. Our mothers will surely be there at the gate, to greet us when we come. The Bible says we've been with Him for always. And to Him we shall return!
This made me so happy! + DIET DOES MATTER!
Trying again to write a post
The message I've dreaded to write.
Yay! Finally...a PSP diagnosis.
