Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Listen for My Voice, Mommy will Always Sing

My Dearest Tristan,

Today we buried you, and said goodbye to your Earthly body.

When we drove up, your mommy and daddy about lost it.  They had dug up your grave in the wrong spot.  We had your service where they had you, and were told they would dig in the correct spot to put you in.  As frustrating as this was, God knew what he was doing.  He had a bigger plan in place, we just had to wait to see it.

Our dear friend, and pastor, Jason Martin, spoke at your funeral.  He spoke of hope, and how to hold onto the hope we have in our Lord.  As he spoke, all I could think about is when you opened your eyes you saw Jesus.  You never knew hate, you never knew pain, you have only known love.

Your Pops, read a poem your Uncle Randy wrote about you and me.  He wrote about how I carried you while you were here on this Earth, and how hard it had to be for me.  But how you are so perfect to God, and you are an angel.  I wouldn't trade our time together for anything on this Earth.  Every moment was a blessing, and an honor to carry you my sweet angel fish.

Towards the end we played our song, I Will Carry You.  I knelt down at your side and I sang to you.  As I sang, the tears stopped falling, and God filled me with peace.

At the very end of the service we released green balloons to you in heaven.  We love you my sweet angel.  I hope you got to see those beautiful green balloons fly towards you.

As we waited around and spoke with the many people that came to say their goodbyes to you, your resting place was dug up.  They finished, and your father picked you up and carried you to your final resting place. He laid you down in the ground, and together we placed the first scoop of dirt into your grave.

Your big brother seeing what mommy and daddy did, wanted to join in.  He picked up a dirt clot and threw it in.  He found it to be so much fun in fact that he continued to throw dirt into your grave.  Don't worry angel, I got onto your big brother for throwing dirt on you.  We watched as family covered your casket, and helped in finishing your final resting spot.

My angel, you are loved by many, and have already inspired more than others do in an entire life time.  I promise to help carry out your legacy, and to never allow your memory to die.  I love you more than words can say.  My heart will always ache for you, and I will always long to wrap my arms around you.  But I know just like today at your funeral, each time I hear a child laugh, you are there telling me to be strong.  Each time I feel the soft breeze I know you are blowing me kisses.  I will meet you in my dreams my angel, and I will hold you there.  Listen for my voice my love, because I will continue to sing our song to you.

I love you my sweet Tristan.  You will always be my Angel Fish.

Love Forever and Always,
Your Mommy





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