3 Years Later...

I can hardly believe it's been three years since I've seen your face, held your hand, or heard your voice. You would think that time would make that ache of longing for you subside, but in fact it's the complete opposite. I only miss you MORE with time. It's that much longer since we've seen you. That many more milestones and memories that we've not been able to share with you. If I could just call you up we would have SO much to talk about. I'd give anything to be able to make that phone call. Maybe that's why this blog is comforting to me. I feel as though I'm talking to you, I just wish you could talk back. I really pray that the Lord lets you peek down on us from time to time and see how we're doing. Nothing is the same without you, but I can just imagine how much joy you would get out of seeing your newer grandkids, watching our relationships blossom, and seeing how strong Dad and the rest of us have managed to be without you. You're still the glue and there are times I feel we are twisting in the wind without you here to bond us together, but I'm also proud that we've been able to maintain a semblance of family on our own. Mom, words can't say how much we miss you or how badly we wish you were here. My heart is incomplete without you and I know that nothing will ever change that. But I do have faith that I will see you again someday and that is one of the biggest things that keeps me strong. I'm so thankful you will never know pain again, as you rest peacefully in God's arms. If not here with me, there is no place I'd rather you be. I love you with all my heart.