It has been one year on this date that I heard the heartbreaking message that you were gone. I have not been able to write this until now because the pain has been just too deep. It is also Memorial Day, as if I need a 'day' to remind me of your leaving us. I shall not ever 'get over it'- I shall only 'get through it'. Your Aunt Catherine, my sister, is in the hospital in Denver and she is dying. Now Shawnie, I know that the good Lord does not give us more than we are able to handle but sometimes, Shawn, just sometimes, it does become heavy and this is one of those times. Ruth said she and Roper went to visit you today, I wish I could have been there as well. But it has become cold, windy and rainy...the kind of weather you and I don't like. I hope the sun is shining and warm where you are and that's how I picture it. I still think that one day the phone will ring and I'll answer and hear you say, "Hi Mom"- or I'll look over and see you standing there with that cute elfin-like grin but I really know better, at least logically I do. But I have found that logic doesn't always fit the circumstance. There's just a huge empty hole within that will be there until the day when once again I'll see you, maybe not in physical form but spiritually we'll be together. And so, I end this with many tears and a strong prayer for you and with thoughts of you in a better place than here.
I love you,
Your Mama