|This is the last pic of Mom and Dad together|
summer of 1997- aren't they cute????
When I look into my daughters eyes, I can be overcome with sadness knowing they will never know how awesome, beautiful and fun their Grandma was.
When I sew a bag, I can become angry, thinking that she should be there, with our never ending coffee pots, sewing together. Making things for each other.
When my husband and I celebrate our 11th anniversary later this month, I might feel sorry for myself, wishing she could see how we turned out. Wanting so bad to hear that she is proud of me.
|Sorry, kids were the photographers...|
But here is the awesome part: She is with God, standing in His eternal glory, and this gives me tremendous joy!
I have two wonderful, beautiful daughters, that God knew I could raise, whether or not I had my Mom to help me.
He gave me a strong relationship with my Dad, who never asked to be both Mom and Dad, both Grandma AND Grandpa. Yet it's a role he has filled flawlessly. And a relationship that would have been very different if she would still be here.
|Dad, Chloe, Me, Audrey and Ryan in Door County this summer|
She is here with me when I sew. She tried to teach me in high school when I didn't want to learn, but somehow, by some miracle, it stuck, and it is how I make my living today. And every time someone tells me how proud she'd be of what I'm doing, I think of how I couldn't be doing it if it weren't for her....
She taught me how to be a friend.................
|My Mom (front right) with her group of friends, which included Joyce,(next to her)|
who is Amy's Mom :)
|Amy and I now :)|
So when I get over my woe is me moments, I realize that God has always been there.
I realize now that His plan is not for me to understand, but for me to take comfort in.
I now know that none of the "could have beens" will compare to the "is to comes".
I praise Him for that!