I was sitting here thinking of Al and remembering back to the times when he saw people. How lucky was he that he was able to see our parents and Jesus. Our mom passed away in 2000 and dad passed in 2007.
For those of us who have lost loved ones I suppose you and I are no different. Our hearts bleed and yet our love runs deep. Only the circumstances are. Al passed away from a terrible and rude illness called MSA. This stands for Multiple System Atrophy.
It is a killer of an illness in more ways than just taking a loved one from us; but on the other side of the coin, beautiful things and multiple blessings can be found if only we become aware of the precious moments.
At my weakest moments as I would sit or stand beside Al holding his hand and tears running quietly down my cheeks, Al would whisper in that soft voice, “Do you see him?” I would look around, the tears would stop in fear he may notice them. Then Al would say, ” There, right beside you is Jesus.” What a beautiful thing to behold.
A gift for those getting ready to cross over from this earth to the heavenly hands of God. I can think of no gift here on earth that could rise above this one. For Al to see mom and dad is something I wish so many times that I could do, but alas, I must wait my turn for my life to be almost over.
I can not be jealous of something so cherished by Al. I can only be happy for him that he is united once again with our family. I have been able to start smiling a little as I remember those special times Al and I shared together. The tears still fall, but time is on my side and with God’s hand I am making it through each day.
Have any of you who have lost a special person in your life, like to share with me a special story that you remember while sitting with the one you loved? If so, I would love to read and be able to comment on it.
I am not trying to bring back sadness. I am trying to bring forth joyful times and smiles from your memories. We are close enough friends that it would be an honor for you to share with me some special memory that you hold dear to your heart.
Who I am 