The Top of the Mountain

I have not been here since my daughters death in May of this year. During the past few months I have been given the gift of love again, with a man who lost his wife about the same time I lost my husband. He was married to her for 27 years and truly understands that our love for them does not die, it just takes another place in our hearts. He is kind and gentle, but above all a Christian man who believes in eternity with our Lord. He and I will embark on our journey together on October 15 and will share with others all the love we have to give.

It will be a year since the death of my beloved Roy this coming Thursday. He, our son and our daughter are in heaven and I truly hope rejoicing in this second chance at happiness the Lord has blessed me with. My heart is learning to sing once again. You hear of broken hearts, but I know from experience that those breaks do heal with time, they leave scars but the music is still just as sweet when it sings once again.

My life has changed so much since that 17 year old girl married her high school sweetheart. He and I had three children who brought us both joy and frustration (sound familiar to you parents?). Ten years ago I had a family of 5 and it is now two. One child left from three children. They have "gone on" as it is told, to a much better place, where they are well, happy and seeing things that I can only imagine.

Hold tight to one another, take time each day to say I love you, and watch those special moments of your life and keep them safe within your hearts, they will sustain you no matter what happens in your lives. God keep all who suffer and give you the strength to walk each day beside Him.