She was one of the strongest women I knew. Her laugh, as you said, was contagious - a true hearty laugh, that would be heard for miles and invoke a smile in everyone. To know that she is free from the suffering and the pain brings content. To know how full her life truly was brings warmth. And to know the love she had for you and your father brings peace. When someone so close passes on, it is hard to make any order of your feelings. As times passes, the order becomes less important, but the feelings are still with you. People who touch our lives in such a passionate way will never go unremembered. We will take what we have learned and the experiences we've had and move forward and apply these things to our daily lives. She will always be with us.
Over time, you may be able to see the reason for why things happen the way they do. It took me a long time to realize that and going through this with you makes me understand why I went through the things I had to go through. What I do know is that I am here for you, no matter what.
I am sure you are somewhat surprised to see this post. I don't normally write responses in your journal. But I have written this response because in times like these, as you know, my throat is clenched and my voice is stiffled in a turbulent emotional whirlwind (something I learned when I was young and afraid watching my mother battle this same disease). It helps me to write it out, and I realize now, too, what this journal does for you.
Well my love I didn't expect a reply from you here. If it wasn't for you I don't think I would have been able to help my Father at all. Thank you for going down with me and helping me hold together. You've always given me the strength to stare down any road and feel I could walk it if I needed to.
Over time, you may be able to see the reason for why things happen the way they do. It took me a long time to realize that and going through this with you makes me understand why I went through the things I had to go through. What I do know is that I am here for you, no matter what.
I am sure you are somewhat surprised to see this post. I don't normally write responses in your journal. But I have written this response because in times like these, as you know, my throat is clenched and my voice is stiffled in a turbulent emotional whirlwind (something I learned when I was young and afraid watching my mother battle this same disease). It helps me to write it out, and I realize now, too, what this journal does for you.
I love you with all of my heart.
Lisa
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