Yesterday evening, surrounded by his Mom, Dad and me, my beloved Sam died peacefully in our bedroom. We got to tell him we love him at least a hundred times throughout the day and that it was OK to finally let go. He wasn't able to respond, but I know he heard and knew. I spent yesterday morning reading him some of your letters and messages, so he heard your love too. We won't see or touch him physically anymore but I know he has more to tell us all. I know that it was time for him to be set free from his tired body but I also know his spirit is still so strong. Because he told me so, I know I will find him when I walk through the woods, stand in a river, or hike up a mountain. You can too. I will never stop searching for him in those places. He wouldn't want us all to be sad for too long and I plan to try to knit my heart back together by sharing stories and celebrating his incredible life alongside all of you soon. But right now my sadness is physical and overwhelming. Learning from him, loving him, and caring for him is the great honor of my life and I will now spend every day missing him and trying to become as much the woman he thought me to be. Start thinking of your best Sam stories ok? They are my treasure.
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