Dear Mom,
It’s been a long time since we breathed the same air; too many years, yet the life you lived continues to provide me with sustenance. Thank you for giving me life, and teaching me how to live.
Thank you for exemplifying joy in all things, and for the gift of appreciating the simple things.
Thank you for showing me who Jesus was to you, and for living a faith-filled life in front of me.
Thank you for protecting me from harsh realities, allowing time for me to process truth.
Thank you for teaching me how to love. Because I lost you when I was so young, I have an overwhelming desire to be present for my family. No sacrifice is too great, no mountain too high, no valley too low. My greatest treasures are not things, but the ones God gave me.
Thank you for teaching me how to die. Your courage and determination are still alive in my memories. Philippians 4:13, your favorite Bible verse, “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me,” gave you courage to die, knowing Who was waiting on the other side of the veil.
Thank you for being my mom, fifteen short years on earth, forever in eternity.
You were a gift to our family; God’s choice for me. You are missed especially on Mother’s Day and Christmas, but also in the everyday moments of life. Memories of you are treasured in the depths of my heart.
