I don’t believe it’s true. Even with the evidence in front of me and the pounding headache that tells me that I’m awake and not dreaming, I still don’t believe it’s real.
You were a good person. You were generous, you were kind, you cared deeply about the people in your life. You loved seeing your friends happy – even if it meant driving an hour and a half out of your way to get the best ice cream in CT.
Thank you for being a part of my life. Thank you for the memories. I am sad that you’ve left us, but you’re in a place where there is no more pain, and for that I am thankful.
We are confident, I say, and willing rather to be absent from the body, and to be present with the Lord.