For the past four weeks I have shared some very personal letters I wrote to David. As Brenda helped edit my posts she would often quietly cry as she was reminded of the joy of being David’s mom yet also the pain and struggle of watching her son lose so much. I am so glad I took the time to stop and write. To be honest I don’t think we would have remembered much of those days. It was such a privilege to care for David and to be his daddy. Maybe today you could take two minutes and jot down something about your day as your child’s parent and caregiver. It doesn’t have to be long. If you need a little assistance, here is a good website that may help you: http://dailycaring.com/6-benefits-of-journaling-for-caregivers/
The following is the last letter I can find that I wrote to David after he passed away. I am grateful for the hope of seeing him one day again!
Dear David,
Today marks three months since you left this world. How fast the time has flown. I can only imagine you are still exploring the beauty and wonders of heaven. It excites me to ponder what you are enjoying the most. Is it your vision? Is it being in the presence of your Savior? Is it your new mind and body? Is it sitting around talking with Grandpa, Melody, and others, listening to their stories of adventure, faith, pain, coming to faith, and the daily new discoveries of heaven? Sometimes crazy questions enter my mind like, “Have you run into King David yet?”, or “What color eyes does Jesus have?” Whatever you are doing I rest knowing you are whole and happy.
David, I want you to know that we are doing OK. The first couple months were hard but we were so grateful your suffering was over. Now we just miss you. There isn’t a day someone doesn’t ask how we are doing, tell a story about how your life impacted theirs, or we don’t start laughing about one of your many crazy antics. Thankfully our faith has helped us to keep strong. I was reading two days ago and came across this verse in 1 Thessalonians 4:13,
And now, dear brothers and sisters, we want you to know what will happen to the believers who have died so you will not grieve like people who have no hope.
While we grieve David, we do not grieve as those who have no hope! So don’t worry about us. We continue to look for ways to use what we learned from loving and caring for you to serve others. I miss you and love you.
Love,
Dad
PS: Hey Buddy, do me a favor and give my father a hug from me.