I can't believe its been 3 months now that you were last with us. Since your body left you I have thought about you often. It all starts with a silly song for me that I probably would never have listened to on my own, but I was exposed to it and others in your last few days. During the first month I could see your ailing face and the pain you endured. After the second month it would conjure up thoughts of sadness for your parents. By the third I thought of family times long past.
But now I don't know what I see. The sadness lingers everpresent but I'm less aware of it. I do wonder where you are now.
I have never believed in heaven - at least defined by most religions. I certainly do not believe in a god described any religions I've been exposed to. I want to believe that you are still with us but my logical and analytical brain can't wrap it around it.
I hope one day faith comes to me in a way that I can accept it. I would like to see you again and everyone else that has left us.
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