. . .my Mama went to heaven. I used to hate June 10th, dread its coming, mark it with a big black X on my calender. It was Death Day. But somehow, this year, today is a day of rejoicing. Eight years ago today, my mum wen to heaven. And that is a matter of rejoicing. So yeah, I miss her, and the memory of that day still stings. But this is my hope:
"For the Lord himself will come down from heaven, with a loud command, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet call of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first. After that, we who are still alive and are left will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And so we will be with the Lord forever. . ."
It’s good that you can think of it as “Eternal Life” Day.
I am sorry for your loss, but I rejoice in the knowledge that you will be reunited with her together with Christ.
I second that.
So much in this world seems to involve joy and sorrow simultaneously. I’m glad that the joy is winning out for you today. And I rejoice with you that Robin knows only joy now.
I knew this was that time of year for you, I’m so glad that you have seen the “good” in this, that she’s not here, which is sad, but where she is is so great. love you.