Seven years ago I watched in agony as you suffered and battled the thin line between life and death. You lost your earthly battle and await us to join you again. I can't recall how many tears I have shed missing you, wishing it was a dream and I would awake to hear your voice but alas it is not a dream, you truly are gone… There are so many times I have wanted to call you and ask a question, times I wanted advice, times I needed a shoulder to cry on, times I wanted praise but you weren't there to hear me and the pain burned deeper within… As I grew in my faith and walk with God I saw him hold me and comfort me in these moments. He sent people to be there for me, to love me, to cherish me and to help me heal and move on with my life. I have done many great things and although you have not been here I know you were watching. I know that so many of the opportunities God has blessed me with would have been different had you been here. I have grown and matured in seven years. I have developed strength and resilience. I have become a woman of God willing to follow him to the world and spread the Good News. I'm stronger and more confident. I'm blessed that you were my mom. It wasn't always perfect but it shaped me to who I am and I'd never change that. I promised you that I'd get my masters degree and I did. I wanted you to be proud and love me which I often doubted but have realized you did in your way. Thank you for being my mom for molding me and growing me. I will miss you somedays more than others and I'm sure I will shed more tears but God will wipe them away. I hope you are proud of who I am and who I will become. I love you mom and always will….
