Here’s my letter to my dear Mom. She passed away over ten years ago.
Dearest Mom,
I’m now 68 years old. I feel good for that age. I don’t look at all like I thought I’d grow to be. I lost a lot of weight and it reflects on my face. All of me looks thin. I don’t feel my age. I know I can’t run a race anymore because of my recklessness in my falls. I hope you are happy in Heaven. Pray for me. I have hope for the future to take care of me. Pray that we who you left behind are going to heaven to join you there. I picture a large banquet in Heaven where all of our loved ones attend. There’s an endless toasting of our hopes that God will bless and save those we left behind.
I know you are near and praying to God for me and Dad. Please include my cousins, your nieces and nephews, and for Sandra who’s in the hospital suffering the aftermath of a stroke. I know I have pains and depressed thoughts which I pray to Jesus Christ that I offer for my intentions.
I’ll see you again, I hope. I’m not a bad person. I have missed going to church on Sundays, however. I have personal reasons not to attend services. I’ve confessed this to Jesus Christ in my thoughts. I think He understands and will relieve me of the heaviness of sins. Pray that He actually forgives me.
I pray for your eternal rest whenever I think about you. Help me think and make choices in my remaining years on earth.