Tears of Love

For My Sons and Daughters,

I often look back over the years of my life and wonder what I have accomplished or what have I done to honor the blessings that god has given to me so abundantly.

I often wonder why He took your dad home instead of me when that cold

Sunday came at the end of January, 1993. I think of all the ways his friends and co-workers told me that he had blessed their lives and had helped them see God.

Isaiah 57:1-2 continues to be a comfort to me as I've walked my journey without your dad. My life has been so blessed, and I pray that as I continue to build on my foundation that all I do will honor God and continue the legacy your dad and I began so long ago. That day in March, 1957 when we wed, does seem so long ago in some ways and just yesterday in other ways .

I am thankful for our marriage and the way God guided us in it and for the foundation we laid for others to see God.

Most of all, I'm thankful for the way each of you have responded to that foundation that was laid for each of your lives. A foundation for each of you to build a life that would (and has) honored God with your life's choices.

As I've seen you respond to some very difficult situations, I'm thankful you learned to depend upon God for guidance.

I'm thankful for the legacy your dad left each of you. I pray God's blessings on you as you have laid a foundation for your own children and their lives...a foundation on which they can build their future for themselves and their spouses as their families grow.

Oh how thankful I am for your spouses and the way they walked with you to lay that foundation of a Godly marriage and parenthood.

As I see my grandchildren and the choices they're making as they build on their foundation, I realize how blessed we all are that God is and has honored the legacy you dad left and the influence it has been on so many...even outside our immediate family.

At this point I'll close by saying that I will continue to pray for you and yours. And, that I am thankful that he let me be part of this family.

Maybe the poem I wrote after your dad's death can say it better than my ramblings.

Hugs,

Mom

Tears Of Love

Thirty-six years so full of love

Given and blessed by God above

Were not wasted on the young

But freely given to all around

Now when grief crowds in on me

I look around and always see

Extensions of those loving years

And then I wipe away my tears

Now I see our love expressed

For in our children we were blessed

Blessed in their choices for a sp9ouse

As with children they fill their house

Blessed by God with children... in reality

Born to us both physically and spiritually

Born to be nurtured every day

Born to be guided to follow His way

So while I deeply miss my sweetheart

I really am very very thankful

That for thirty-six years He let us be a part

Of seeing what we really live for

-JC Moon