The day dawns grey, windy and almost autumnal, yet it is
August 4th, which in my mind is the height of summer and the
birthday of two amazing humans in my family, my mom and our son Jamie.
Jamie lost his ‘Birthday Buddy’ on Sunday when, just shy of
her 102nd birthday, dear Mom slipped out of this world and into the waiting
arms of Jesus. Mom was always in my corner, and she bore the heavy loss of my
sister Judy, and the death of my Dad, and the sadness of geographic separation
from me and her grandchildren with grace and fortitude. She loved fiercely and
she loved well. I know that she prayed me into the Kingdom, and the way she has
walked through these last years of diminished health and mobility with such
dignity, courage and even humor has been inspirational.
I was so blessed by my Mom, blessings I don’t deserve, and
once I navigate the busyness of the final steps of walking her home, I know the
grief will really hit. But the grief is cushioned by the joy of knowing that
she is with the Saviour she loved since she was 7 years old, and with all those
dear ones who have gone before.
My world has dimmed as her light has gone out, but I am
forever grateful to God for the wonderful Mom he blessed me with.
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