Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Still Missing Mama

I guess I am hormonal this week but I sure have been missing my Mama a lot. Monday I was in Target and an older lady walked by me in an outfit that looked like something my Mama would wear. Did not matter that the woman looked nothing like my Mama, still made me cry....right there in Target! Thankfully it was just a few tears down the cheek not the ugly, snot running out of your nose cry. I looked up and saw someone I knew going down an aisle (she did not see me) and so I made a Bee line in the opposite direction so I would not have to explain my tear stained face.

Tonight at church, they were practicing the songs for Sunday. I go in there a lot to help the less experienced interpreters sign the songs (to get some practice and to make sure they have the vocabulary down)and just to practice myself so I am not caught off guard by the songs on Sunday. They were doing an old hymn tonight...

If We Never Meet Again:

Soon we'll come to the end of life's journey
And perhaps we'll never meet anymore
Till we gather in heaven's bright city
Far away on that beautiful shore

If we never meet again this side of heaven
As we struggle through this world and its strife
There's another meeting place somewhere in heaven
By side of the river of life
Where the charming roses bloom, forever
And where separation come no more
If we never meet again this side of heaven
I will meet you on that beautiful shore

I believe I will see my Mama again when Jesus calls us all home. I am not sure what we will look like or how we will recognize each other but I believe we will. I am grateful that my Mama isn't suffering anymore and is at peace but I sure do miss her!Vintage Roses Free Clip Art. Click Here to Get Free Images at Clipart


Dee Andrews said...

Dear Michelle -

I pray God our Father will comfort you in the loss of your mom. I can't even begin to imagine how you must feel since I still have my mom, but I know how long I grieved for my dad in a very intense way - and it was a long, long time.

Even this week - as the 12th anniversary of his death looms - I'm thinking a lot about him. As you know, my two winning non-fiction stories in the contest I just won were about me and my dad. I got the judges' scoring on all 3 of my pieces yesterday and was very encouraged by some of the things they had to say.

I was glad my writing about him reached others' hearts.

It may take you a while (it took me 4 years) before you can write about your mom, but it might be something you can do that is positive for both you and others. Even keeping a journal.

And . . . you are already journaling here about her, which I find very meaningful.

Many blessings to you today!


Judy said...

That's the ugly thing about grief, it can creep up when least expected and there is nothing you can do about it! I'm so sorry your heart is aching so!
But thank God for the assurance you have that you will one day see your sweet mom again. My husband's mom is with Jesus. She passed away when he was 14 and the grief still sneaks up on him even though we know we'll see her again. It still hurts. Praying that Jesus will bring you comfort like only he can!