In honor of a dear family friend, Jean (Holtrop) Sears. For Sheila and Lon…
Grief is the thief
who steals our full
attention so abruptly
we lose focus on life.
Surprised by final loss
at end of long goodbye;
when body outlasts mind,
death’s blow is blunt reality
We cry for ourselves for
becoming motherless children
as we hold scattered memories
forever in our shattered hearts.
Sweet memories to keep
of one-and-only mother love;
wrapped in timely words, tight hugs,
and eyes smiling through tears.
Remember holiday gatherings with
enough food to feed a small army,
provision of a place to come home;
giving thanks for family and friends.
She encouraged us to be our best
but even if we disappointed her
forgiveness could always be found;
right now can be a new beginning.
Her loving influence yet evident,
revealed in lives of grandchildren;
by faith, she’s in God’s presence
and we will follow on the journey.