I thought that by now everyone who knew us and/or Mason had heard that he was no longer with us on Earth but the news is still traveling so I still hear, "I don't know how you do it" and even some people that the news isn't news to anymore, still look at me funny.
I had to count the weeks on my calendar and it's been 12 weeks today. Honestly, I'm happy that I had to look at my calendar to know exactly how long we've been without Mas here. I don't think about the timing too much and that is a blessing. One of the first things I remember praying about after Mas died was for God to please not leave me in that wretched space of time, counting the hours and days as they passed... one more whatever without him. Now I just think I'm one more whatever closer to Heaven and I am totally fine with that. There is SO much that I already can not wait to talk to Mas about!
I still haven't quite figured out where the overflowing joy that Mason brought to my life will now come from but I find that when I open my heart, my eyes and my ears, it finds me in little bits, all over the place. The last conversation that I had with Mas, he was already gone from here, so I was the one doing all of the talking. As I held his face close to mine and ran my fingers through his soft hair and across his sweet cheeks for the last time this side of Heaven, I told him, God really, that I knew the rest of my walk here was going to be hard now and I hadn't a clue how I was going to do it but I knew He was going to help me and I promised that I would keep my heart, my eyes and my ears open and I would be patient and wait for guidance. Thank God, He hasn't really made me exercise the patience part and He meets me wherever I am. The guidance is always there. No matter the severity of the storm, there is always shelter in His open arms. That is how I do it.
For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, worketh for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory;
While we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen: for the things which are seen are temporal; but the things which are not seen are eternal.
2 Corinthians 4:17-18
MaryBeth, you continue to amaze me...you are my hero. I am dreading this weekend with a passion, but now I am thinking that it is one more day closer to be with my mom. Someone told me that my mom is no longer a part of my past, but my future! I love you sweet friend, pray for you daily, and thank you for being a beacon when I need it!
ReplyDeleteYou are truly the strongest person I know. I think of you so often and continue to pray for you and your family. It is amazing how you can describe your thoughts and feelings of this experience. Stay strong and your little Mason will guide you through.
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