Eternity is Only a Breath Away

I’ve been contemplating eternity today.

Actually I’ve been thinking about it all week.

I read the touching FaceBook post my writing friend Kim wrote shortly after her husband took his last breath as he lay next to her.

I read an email from my sweet friend Cheryl, just moments after she received a phone call that her mom had passed away.

A devoted husband. A loving mother. Gone in the blink of an eye.

Today marks the 4th anniversary of the day I held my mom’s hand and watched her chest rise and fall for the last time.

So surreal. Such a sadness and joy all mixed up together.

Mom holding Gabe

Sadness at the thought of not hearing the clanking of her spoon as she stirred the coffee she shared with great conversation.

Sadness because I miss her smile and her laugh that always added to an encouraging word.

Sadness when I wish she was here to listen to my broken heart and give me advice in these changing times.

Mom and me at my wedding 26 years ago

Joy in understanding that in the instant she breathed her last breath she was escorted into Heaven because she loved Jesus.

Joy in imagining her dancing with my dad without the limp she walked with for seventy long years.

Joy in knowing I will one day see her again.

An encouraging word before my big day

I’m not going to take today for granted. How about you?

In an instant. In a breath. In a moment. It could be gone.

Take a deep breath and smile as you thank God for another day.

God Bless Your Heart!



  1. Comment by Patti — October 21, 2011 @ 10:40 am

    Nicely done!! What is so amazing to me is how she was able to bond with all 10 of us in different ways. She made us each feel we were her favorite in some way and her ability to love all of us equally was amazing. I hope I can make an impact on my girls like mom did with us.

  2. Comment by gigi — October 26, 2011 @ 6:50 pm

    Patti you are so right. Mom had an uncanny ability to make each of us feel special.

  3. Comment by Meghan — October 28, 2011 @ 7:04 am

    She was an amazing woman. I imagine her often in heaven, in her perfect and glorified body, and it really makes me smile. I always remember, especially at the end, she still had her musical memory. I imagine her fiddling and singing her heart out for a crowd of angels! someday we too, will be dancing the jig with her. Blessings, Gigi!

  4. Comment by gigi — October 28, 2011 @ 7:09 am

    Thanks for the comment Meghan. Mom sure was a great musician. I’m sure she’s in a heavenly orchestra sitting in the first violin chair!

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