I’m so glad you’re near

I feel you sometimes and sometimes I feel you here all the time.

I miss you when you are gone, but I know you are visiting Mom and Dad.

Not many can make me smile and cry at the same time.

But I am thankful you do because then I stop to think.

I think if you are proud of who I have become?

I really think you could have been so much more than me.

Smarter, more patient.

Wonderful!

Your gentleness lives around me in the piano music I hear,the beauty in flowers and butterflies,as I breathe in the smell of the earth after it rains.

I know you love me and I know you look down from heaven and smile.

You know where I am and you stay close.

Sometimes I pray and beg to be able to come there soon.

I tell the Lord I am not strong enough and never will be to lose another person so close to me.

That’s when I think how you would handle being here instead of me.

You would get up.

You would smile.

You would help others.

You would thank the Lord for taking me safely to heaven.

You would feel me near you and you would stop to think.

You would smile not cry,  because you would know I am so proud of you.

I am so glad you are near.

One thought on “I’m so glad you’re near

  1. Everyone knows how much I miss my brother. I can never finish a sentence when I am talking about him. We were not the same age,but to me it has always felt like we were so connected like twins. I lost him over twenty years ago and try really hard not to be so emotional. Does this ever end? Will I be a little ole’ lady crying in my little chair? I am so thankful to be able to write about him. No words can really explain just how amazing he was to me. He’s in my heart.

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