The celebration helped shift the focus from the loss and pain you feel to feeling grateful for the impact she has made on my life and others. Linda never met a stranger. She took the time to listen and talk with people. Give her two minutes and she knew your life history. She opened hearts because she let people know they mattered.
She and her husband, Bill, had been together since she was 14 years old. They were each other’s priority. Along with their 4 children, 10+ grandchildren and friends. It was a love story.
I’ve listened over and over to Alan Jackson’s "Sissy Song" to find some comfort. It’s still hard.
“Why did she have to go
So young I just don't know why
Things happen half the time
Without reason without rhyme
Lovely, sweet young woman
Daughter, wife and mother
Makes no sense to me
I just have to believe
She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees
And she walks with Jesus and her loved ones waiting
And I know she's smiling saying
Don't worry 'bout me
Loved ones she left behind
Just trying to survive
And understand the why
Feeling so lost inside
Anger shot straight at God
Then asking for His love
Empty with disbelief
Just hoping that maybe…”
Linda’s passing has been a great reminder to live a life that matters. I’ve said that, shared that, but now it has more meaning than ever for me.
What are you doing to live a life that matters? How are you making a difference?
Committed to Thriving,
