Five Years

I’m in Denver for a few weeks with my stepmom who’s in a rehab hospital. She’s been in hospitals since June 29. I’ve been here four of those six weeks. I’ll be here for weeks at a time the next few months. I am here by myself. This is going to be a long journey, one I’m privileged to walk with her.

As I walked down the hall a man with dementia was crying. A staff member kindly and gently asked him what’s wrong. “You can’t bring my son back,” he sobbed. I don’t know his history other than he is in rehab and has dementia. I don’t know if his son died or simply left for the day.

What I do know is that no one on earth can bring my son back. He’s gone. Five years ago tomorrow. I miss him terribly today.

Five years ago last Thursday, my stepmom and I were in Canyon to see him perform. We took him to breakfast and shopping the next day. She was with me the last time I got to hug him, to hear his laugh, to see his smile. Three days later he was gone.

I take comfort knowing we have a compassionate and loving Father. He knows our days. He hears our cries. He will one day wipe away every tear.

Oh! What a glorious day it will be when we join our loved ones before the Throne! Seeing Jesus face to face in all of His glory! To worship Him together with no more earthly sorrow!

4 thoughts on “Five Years

  1. Oh Miss Kathleen!
    My heart aches with yours. Then my tears flowed more as I cried as I read your relaying of the man’s words.

    It really does break the heart when we miss our children. It is the hardest prices to pay for loving them so much. I am so glad you got to spend time with your sun and your stepmum, mere days, before he went Home. I know the memories are treasures you have been gifted. May your tomorrow be filled with more happy memories then the sad ones.

    Hugs,
    Kathleen

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  2. Amen and Amen! Just this morning I was thinking about the glory of worshiping before His throne and know that we don’t have one iota of knowledge of the wonder we will experience!

    I won’t tell you what a wonderful daughter you are because I know that isn’t why you posted this. As for your pain, I can’t even begin to understand. Know that you are prayed for, dear sister. gentle hugs from the northeast

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    • Thank you. I am blessed to have this beautiful woman in my life.

      And I so look forward to heaven! Until then, we have good works to do here on earth. Spending time with my stepmom is wonderful work.

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