Two months....
Two months.
9/19/25 marks two months since you went to your heavenly home. I share this to document my journey — to record and remember this unimaginable loss I was never prepared for.
You really didn’t like to dance, but you did so for me. Now, you are dancing with Jesus, and I know your heart is full in Heaven. This picture reflects the joy I know you have. You were a man of integrity, who always lived by your word and stood firmly for what you believed was right. You would say there was a time and a place for everything, and you taught us the value of patience, discernment, and living a life that honors God. This picture reminds me of God’s word: “…a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance.” — Ecclesiastes 3:4
Losing you to death has forced me to begin rebuilding a life where your absence is permanent. Time does not heal grief; it only teaches me to carry it without breaking and to hold on to the legacy you left behind. Some moments feel almost normal, and the next, the emotions rush back in waves that overwhelm me.
Until we meet again, my forever love.
And I cling to this promise: “He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death, or mourning, or crying, or pain…” — Revelation 21:4
