Life Without Mother

Dear Mom,

Lately nights have been a time of tearful prayer as I feel your loss and am honest with God, just talking things out, whether about you or other things in life. Tonight I was praying and it had come to the more tearful part of my prayer when I asked for Him to help me feel His love for me. And then my radio (which I had turned to a Christian station) started playing “You Are Loved” by Rebecca St. James. And a the cool breeze from the window cooled my emotion-heated skin. These little things just overwhelmed my heart. God is so present and real and involved. The evidence of His love for me astounds me everyday. I am so undeserving, and that is the true beauty of it: that He loves me because I am His, not for anything I have or haven’t done.
I asked Him to give you a special message and a hug from me. Not that my words or hugs could compare to His presence, but He is my only connection to you even as I write these letters. He knows my heart and my hurt. And comforts both.

Your daughter,
Hannah