Life Without Mother

Dear Mom,

First off, I wrote a letter last week on Monday but in trying to finish it, I accidentally erased it and was too tired to rewrite it. This probably won’t have the same things I was going to say, mostly because I’m not in the same state of mind (that was one of my bad days, emotionally as well as physically-I had gotten sick that morning). I’ll probably share those other thoughts and feelings some other time, just not tonight.
Nope, tonight’s letter is a happy one! Tonight I found out that one of my best friends that I’ve had since middle school and whom you know was constantly in my prayers has given her life to Jesus! But one of the best parts is that in our phone call (because I couldn’t contain my squealing joy to myself) she told me her re-evaluation began at your funeral service. More affirmation that God is in control and answers my prayers! He used something He knew would make me sob and scream and cry tears of pain to make me squeeze my pillow and shake and squeal for joy. He’s using my pain for His glory and that’s all that matters because that day you led me to the only Sustainer of life, I’ve found that all I am is His and that’s the best way I can ever live. I know if you were here you’d be jumping up and down and hugging me too as we celebrate one more life changed for eternity- yet I have to be the jealous one as I know you’re singing and dancing with the One to whom and for whom that life has been given!

Your daughter,
Hannah