Heaven’s Cheerleaders

(Pictured: My parents with our four daughters)

One of the things that has kept me moving forward in my grief journey has been the thoughts not only of what my husband and dad would say, but also what my Mom would say to me if she were here on earth.

I am the oldest of four children and the only daughter.  After I grew up and got married, things changed between Mom and I and we became very close.  She was the only hint of a sister that I ever had.

Mama was one of those people who never had an enemy.  She absolutely loved people and derived energy just being around others.  She had this warm personality that just took you in and loved on you.  Playing a joke on you was not unusual and laughter was a huge part of her life.  Whenever I had a question about something, Mama always turned my thoughts to the Bible to find the answer.  She was a woman of prayer and believed strongly that it was a powerful force and that all things do work together for good to those who love God.

If Mama was here for me to talk to now, she would say, “You can do it, Candy!  You’re going to make it through this because God hasn’t turned His back on you.  He has promised that He will always be with you and never leave you.  Don’t give up!  You CAN do this!”  My husband and my dad are right beside her cheering me on with their hands raised high and their excited faces lit up with pure joy yelling, “Keep going!!!  It’s worth it ALL!”

Happy Mother’s Day, Mama!  Thank you for all the wonderful memories,  the legacy of faith and stick-to-it-tiveness that you left me.  I miss you dearly, but I’ll see you in heaven someday!

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