In just a few minutes from the onset of writing this post it will be one year since you went away. In many ways it seems like yesterday. In many more ways it seems so much longer since I could touch you or hear your voice or see you stand for the Lord. Part of tonight's sermon was on bearing the fruit. I am so very thankful that I witnessed that fruit from you so many times! That is one thing that makes it bearable that you are gone because I know you are in a better place than I am. And I know one day I will see you again.
I am selfish though. I miss you so much. But on the other hand, I would not have you suffer one more second. You struggled and fought for 6 weeks almost to the hour from the time you were admitted to ICU til you went on.
God said enough. And so it was. Your breath just stopped and your sweet heart stopped beating and I had one hand and our daughter had the other and our son was in the room and many, many friends and family were in the room and outside in the hall. And the ones that couldn't be there in body were there in spirit.
Nana and Papaw had the babies at our house so Val could be there. Noots sang your song for you. Aunt Bonita and Aunt Erma sang another for you. We cried. We said bye. And it was the hardest thing I have ever tried to do. But by the grace of God, I am trying to cope. But we had church tonight and before I left it came to me "you didn't get ready for this service" and I didn't. I have to do better because I promised you I would hold on to this for our babies. They will need this one day if time stands.
I miss you and I love you. I visited your grave earlier. It is so peaceful there. You got where you were going. Some day I will join you.
To be continued...........
I love y'all.