And of course there was a gap, as always...a hole really, where Michelle should have been. It wasn't a sorrowful event, by any means, yet I couldn't help but feel a bit melancholy about the lack of her presence. What would she be like today? (Almost 21 years since she passed away.) Would she be married? Have children? How much bigger would our family potrait have to be?
But, it was a magnificent celebration. Not many people make it to 50 years anymore. A lot don't make it past 5 or 10! So to my parents:
I love you so much. I am so thankful that God put me in your home, and gave me to you to be my mom and dad. I know there were times that I drove you crazy, and times that I acted like a spoiled child well beyond my childhood years. There were fights and hugs, laughter and tears, but no matter what happened, I always KNEW that if I ever needed anything you would be there.
Thank you for praying for me. I'm sure that your prayers summoned many an angel in my teenage years! (Even though I was a VERY GOOD teen!! : ) You led by example how to live a life for God...reading the Bible, taking me to church, and showing me where the rubber met the road when I didn't even know the road was there. You were strong when you needed to be, tender when I needed you to be, and loved me all the time, no matter what.
I hope more than anything that I make you proud. There is no better testament to parents than the way their children turn out, and I hope that anyone can see, through me, what wonderful parents you are. Thank you for helping me even now, as I battle MG, and try to raise up a godly son. You are both very precious to me, and I am blessed to call you Mom and Dad.
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