Sunday, October 5, our sweet Shannon left this earth; moving on ahead of us. Our sorrow is poignant and real, but not without comfort. Elder Quentin Cook was the final speaker of General Conference and his words have touched me over and over. Today I have had a hard time. The peace that comes from knowing that Christ knows how we are all feeling and can succor us in our afflictions brings calm to my aching heart. As I think of so many others who have lost loved ones, I look to them as my example and strength. I can do this. I know the great plan of happiness is real. I know where Shannon is and that someday I'll be with her again. Nevertheless, my tears come easily when I think of the finality of our earthly relationship. I can't describe how much I will miss her.
It seems like everything I did today, everything I looked at, every thought pointed to Shannon. I don't want to forget her in any way. And yet remembering is so painful. I know it will become easier - it just takes time. And so I must do as our beloved Pres. Monson said and that is to find someone who is having a hard time and do something for them. That will bless my life no doubt.
1 comment:
Rinez,
You did not have to look very far for someone to serve. Thank you for helping me with my Christmas script. That was huge for me.
Isn’t life a conundrum? We want to remember, we hold on very tight – we need to relinquish and relax the grip on our heart. You are right, time is a healing gift. I guess even though we don’t drink we have more in common with the alcoholics than we thought – what is their motto: “Just one day at a time”
Susan
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