It’s been a year since you left. I remember sitting in a tiny room telling the Doctors we were ready to let you go. Heavier words have never crossed my lips before nor since. It was the hardest decision and the most excruciatingly painful choice we’ve ever had to make. But we know it was the right one for you. We also know we weren’t the only family that had to make that decision last year.
To say we missed you would be a massive understatement. I see you in everything. I see you when I look in the mirror; which I guess is a blessing because, let’s face it, not many people could be as good-looking as we are. 😉 The bible says a cheerful heart is good like medicine. It’s our fond cheerful memories that have brought us through. They have been the salve in a tender wound. I miss your laugh. I miss your jokes. I miss you grabbing my hand, and telling me everything is gonna be ok and that you love me.
God’s timing is perfect. He knows the end from the beginning. He knew this day was your day. He knew it was your time. It’s been a long year of firsts. I didn’t realize how hard those would be, but we made it. I know you’ve been watching out from that great cloud cheering us all on. You’ve been witness to our struggles and our pain, our laughter and our joy. I’m sure you’ve been busy catching up with those who went before, and I know you’ve been talking to Jesus on our behalf.
I know one day we’ll be reunited with you again, and I look forward to that day. But until then, we keep going. We keep moving forward to finish our race the way you finished yours. We still have things to do, and we want to make you proud.
I miss you Pop. Words can’t tell you how much. I know I’ll always feel the void your absence left behind, but I go on in the strength and love you instilled. I love you. I know you’re watching us from above. I know you’re having an incredible time. Until then, I’ll see you on the other side.