Half a year ago, I sat at your side and held your hand
when you took your last breath...
Six months ago, I promised you that I would do
all the things that you and I had planned to do together,
but I would be now doing them alone...
Twenty-six weeks ago, I prayed as your soul was taken up to Heaven,
and I was left as a witness to your incredible faith...
and hope...
and trust...
and love...
A year ago, I didn't know that 183 days later you would be gone,
and that I would feel like my life had ended too...
but you knew life goes through cycles...
and these chicks you raised are now adults...
and life goes on...
At 3:20 p.m., about 4,380 hours ago you died
on a beautiful spring day...
The sky was blue, there were clouds in the sky,
and the sun had shone through your window;
the same window you had looked out of hundreds of times
at the animals you loved to see so much
because you loved to see life,
and you loved life on the farm.
And, you loved life...
And, I will miss you in this life,
and look forward to seeing you again in the next...
Love you, Momma...
