My first Mother's Day without my mom is now completed. It was a hard day. Everything made me think of her. As I take comfort in the things in my home that used to be hers, it is a daily reminder that she is gone. The loss is felt deep within my soul but I would not wish her back here for anything. While I know that this was a difficult day for all she left behind, I know that she had the best Mother's Day ever. I know that she was with her mother, the mother she had not seen since she was 8 years old. I know that she is happy in the arms of God.
Lots of people question the existence of God. I have certainly questioned it in my life. I am thankful that my heart was open enough to see the very real and personal evidences that allow me to be comforted forever by a personal knowledge of God. On this earth, I am but a vapor. I will live my life and this physical body will one day be snuffed out. My soul and the very essence of who I am, though, will live throughout eternity. I will spend Mother's Day with my mom again. AND, we won't struggle to get along or fight or bicker. We will both be healed of our physical afflictions and the broken places of our hearts and we will commune with God.