Those we love don’t go away, they walk beside us everyday. Unseen, unheard but always near, Still loved, still missed and held so dear. — In memory of those called home before us. We’ll see you when we get there.
There is another side of grief Not as often Where memories bring smiles Not just sadness Where blessings are recognized Not just struggles Where joy and peace are present Not just sorrow Where you are remembered Not just mourned.
So blessed to have you as my MOM! I miss you so so much. My heart is comforted to know that thanks to our Jesus we will be together again. I love you, Mom. The memory of the righteous will be a blessing… Proverbs