Getting a phone call that not just one, but two of your loved ones have died, is shocking. It is a difficult thing to hear and soak in. Honestly it is traumatizing. I think it was one of the hardest things to bare, the initial moment of they are gone.
The other difficult moments for me, were being in their homes, knowing they never will be again. No one really plans to not come home. Walking through my Grandma’s house was tough, however what I was really nervous about, was walking into her room. I could still catch her scent. I surveyed the room and next to her bed were a couple of books she borrowed from me. On top of the books was a ring of index cards. The index cards we had sat down together with and wrote out Bible verses to help her through her days. On the end of her bed was the Christmas quilt I had made her for her last birthday. I picked it up and it really had caught her scent. That made the tears run down my cheeks.
Going to Uncle Brian’s house was equally as difficult. Seeing his dog Coco, made me sad for her, because her owner wasn’t coming home. Uncle B’s dogs were always like his children. Walking through his house was difficult, I thought of some of the memories our family has created there. Grandma’s last birthday was spent there. We made homemade pizzas and visited with one another. We went to the dollar store and brought home Elvis glasses. Walking into his bedroom was difficult, I looked at some of his cross necklaces with the rope or leather bands. I picked them up and smelled them. Uncle B’s scent. He always wore cologne. That’s when I couldn’t hold the tears back anymore. On his bedroom wall there was a picture of Jesus embracing someone as they entered Heaven.I thought that was really neat. Next to his bed was a book about people who had encountered Heaven or witnessed loved ones moving on. I have been reading it over the past year. On his fridge were lots of pictures of family members. My brothers, My family, nieces and nephews, Brian loved us all and kept us where he could see us.
There are many difficult times in life. Some will entail saying goodbye to those we hold so very dear at heart. Jesus said that in the world we would have tribulation, but to know that He has overcome it. We will have difficult and heart breaking moments, but we too can overcome them. One day we will be in a place where there is no more pain. One day we will be at peace. One day we will truly be home. Until then, keep the faith, and persevere, even if it is baby steps.
Tomorrow I will post the verses, from the index cards, that were next to Grandmas bed.
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