I posted this yesterday:
“Today I’m headed to see a beautiful saint named Golda who may be face to face with God any moment. I love her. I love that she made herself available to my family the week of August 13, 2013, to be with my sweet stepmom and drive her here to be with us that week. Golda cared for my grandchildren during the memorial service. She stayed with my stepmom every other moment of that week. I am honored to be driving my stepmom a few hours to see Golda today. We will stay with her as long as the Lord allows. I’m hopeful that will be few days. And, yes, I will thank her for what she did for us that week. And I will ask her to give Andrew Raymond Duncan a hug for me…after she’s spent a few centuries kneeling before God’s throne in awe and worship.”
It is hard seeing such a beautiful woman suffer through cancer and be in hospice care, but I’ve loved seeing the peace she has in knowing that God has this!
I met Golda’s daughter, who is sooooooo much like me. She lost a teenager 16 years ago in a car wreck. I’ve loved talking with her and hearing how God has given her peace in her grief. And we’ve laughed so hard we both almost wet ourselves! It is encouraging to see another mom who survived this pain and has found joy! She still has moments when grief hits her; she will until she joins her son in heaven.
Our last day with them will be tomorrow. We will say our “see ya later” to Golda. And we will cry as we drive away.
I told her yesterday thank you. I asked her to hug Andrew for me. She assured me she will, right after hugging her grandson.