While this is a season of joy, it is also one when many of
us grieve for loved ones who have died. The following is about grieving for my
mother, but please read through to the end to catch my positive spin...
I am mad that Mom doesn't get the chance to turn 59 or any
other age over 53. I'm so jealous of families whose parents live into their
70s, 80s or 90s. Of course, she won't have to deal with aging or losing her
mental faculties or quality of life.
Still, I'm selfish; I want her here with me! I want her
present for weddings, births and all the smaller good things, too. She should
have had more opportunities to travel, see friends, etc.
I guess I have to hold on to my belief that her spirit is
always with me and that she IS present for all life's events. She probably IS
still traveling and seeing friends!
I'm happy to say that 16 years after her death, I am more
blessed for having her as long as I did than I am angry about my loss. She is
with me every time I think of her. I am never alone because I carry her in my
heart.
Much love to you and to those you carry in your heart.
