The sun had not yet appeared when he took you
a year ago today, July 26, 2013.
I remember every moment of that night as though it
just happened. I told you goodnight as I bent to kiss
your forehead. I went to bed thinking I would
see you when morning came…
I never got to speak with you again. I had no idea that you
would leave us in the wee hours of morning. I would
have stayed by your side, held your hand and talked
quietly to you. I would have gladly taken your
place if I could have. Having you here by my side the last
13 years of your life was God's blessed gift to me.
A few years back, you were diagnosed with cancer. They
would do surgery to remove all that they could; this would give
you a bit of time they said……
I brought you home with me along with a medical prognosis;
You would die within months they said, but God said "NO,
she can stay a time longer." I am thankful for those 13 years that
he allowed me to care for you….
Since your death, I've traveled back through time.
I reminisce on our long talks, lunches, shopping trips, and how
you so loved the Christmas tree and lights. You would watch our
every step as we decorated; your face as a child inside a glowing
I realize more than ever that you were so much a part of me
in more ways than being my mother...
I miss you more than ever, but I take solace in knowing
You are with God because of His son Jesus Christ our Lord
and our Redeemer; because of His mercy, grace and His shed
blood on Calvary's Rugged Cross.
Thank you Precious Lord for the time that you gave her to me...
I love you dearest Mother....