Without My Mom

mom As another year passes, I find myself thinking a lot about my mom. It seems impossible that she has been living in Heaven for eleven years now. I know that, at some point. most people outlive their parents and go on to live the rest of their lives without them, but you are simply never ready for that day to arrive. You don’t want that day to arrive. And when it does, you are sure it must be a nightmare. Loving parents should be in your life well into your 70s anyway, but that was not to be.

Mom was a deeply devoted Christian who worked hard to learn and live by God’s ways and His Word. As I walk my own path with the Lord, I often think about all the people she inspired to give their lives to Him. My parents were strong spiritual leaders; they didn’t travel the world preaching, but they spoke to those around them, and their clean, upright lives spoke volumes. After Mom’s funeral, I was amazed by how many people shared how my parents had touched their lives. In their quiet, humble way, they drew many hearts to the Lord.

Mom was also a fun-loving and really goofy woman. She did her very best to make our lives happy and full of God’s joy. She sang to us, cheered us on, comforted us, and encouraged us. We never doubted her love for us. I miss my mom every day, and I know that I will see her again when I go to Heaven. Still, I can’t say that makes it any easier to think of eleven years without her. She will always be in my heart and on my mind. I love and miss you so much, Mom, and I’m thankful that you are in my future.