Thus, no posts. At all. Oh yeah, and today was the 2nd anniversary of mom's death. I thought about typing "passing" there, but it always makes it sound like something else - a football pass, passing gas, just passing through. Well, that last one is true. She was just passing through. Our comfort is in knowing that this life was just another leg on her journey. The best was yet to come. Makes me kinda jealous actually. I'd like to think that we were pretty spectacular beings in her life. Alas, I know Jesus trumps all, so I will acquiesce to His greatness and glory. I too am excited about spending the next bit of my life with Him. Although I will continue to believe, deludedly (yes I know that's not a word) or otherwise, that I am a pretty
Monday, May 24, 2010
My Mind's A'Swirlin'
I have so much swirling around in my head right now. So many posts that I've written while falling asleep. Yet, when I sit down, either I'm interrupted by a little person (kids not dwarfs I'm not drinking that much), or I just can't get it out the way I remember it being in my brain! UGH!
Thus, no posts. At all. Oh yeah, and today was the 2nd anniversary of mom's death. I thought about typing "passing" there, but it always makes it sound like something else - a football pass, passing gas, just passing through. Well, that last one is true. She was just passing through. Our comfort is in knowing that this life was just another leg on her journey. The best was yet to come. Makes me kinda jealous actually. I'd like to think that we were pretty spectacular beings in her life. Alas, I know Jesus trumps all, so I will acquiesce to His greatness and glory. I too am excited about spending the next bit of my life with Him. Although I will continue to believe, deludedly (yes I know that's not a word) or otherwise, that I am a prettyintense amazing influence on those in my life:)
Thus, no posts. At all. Oh yeah, and today was the 2nd anniversary of mom's death. I thought about typing "passing" there, but it always makes it sound like something else - a football pass, passing gas, just passing through. Well, that last one is true. She was just passing through. Our comfort is in knowing that this life was just another leg on her journey. The best was yet to come. Makes me kinda jealous actually. I'd like to think that we were pretty spectacular beings in her life. Alas, I know Jesus trumps all, so I will acquiesce to His greatness and glory. I too am excited about spending the next bit of my life with Him. Although I will continue to believe, deludedly (yes I know that's not a word) or otherwise, that I am a pretty
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I can hardly believe it has been 2 years since your mom died. I think of her, dream of her...I long to talk with her. There is a hole in my life, I can't fill. Always will be. I miss her.
Like I have told you...you are truly an angel sent down just to keep me going!
Love you! I'm so thankful for your amazing influence in my life! You challenge me, you encourage me, and you make me laugh so hard I pee my pants:)
Wish Mom's passing through this life on earth would have taken her a little longer! But it's funny...as I read the way you worded that I just got this picture in my head of her beebopping through (like she did in stores when she heard music), laughing with that twinkle in her eye that she got when she got really tickled (almost as if she were crying happy tears), with her knees creaking with every step! Ha! Love that woman!
So thankful that so much of her lives on in you...she would be proud! Love you!
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