I lost my mom 3 months ago today. There is this overwhelming joy and peace that comes from the reality of her eternal dwelling with Jesus, fully restored, out of suffering. But I miss her.
I often wondered how long and how much suffering that woman would have to endure, and secretly I knew how beautiful heaven would be for her and wished for her release to that place. But I miss her.
No one (in the natural) loved me more than that woman. She loved spending time with me, she loved to listen to me sing and she loved everything about my feet. I'm thankful to know a love like that this side of heaven. When you love deeply, and when you are loved deeply, you hurt deeply. I am blessed to hurt deeply.
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