Happy birthday dear! I still think it is very special that you share the same birth date as your mother and almost the same date as our son David. I love and appreciate you very much. I praise you for being a selfless wife; a patient mother to our children; a thoughtful and caring friend towards those in your life; and, most importantly, a faithful child of God. I thank God for our strong marriage that has weathered some severe storms. This latest storm has been the most severe of all. I know that your heart is broken and I want so much to mend it for you. But as you journey through this process of grief, I see you more and more leaning on the Good Shepherd for strength and truth. You have inspired me many times and your faith helps me to stay on course. You are very beautiful. I love you and consider you to be my very best friend.
I am going to write something now that will likely make you cry. However, this came to my mind as I was driving to work yesterday morning. I don’t know for certain what Isaac would say to you today, but I imagined that it would be something like this:
Hey Mom. Happy Birthday. I think you’re really pretty, especially without jewelry and make-up (you know how I don’t like that “fancy” stuff!). However, your “mom” necklace suits you perfectly. I wanted to marry someone just like you. I am so thankful that you’re my mom. I loved it when you fluffed my hair (even though I was getting older). Thank you for taking care of me, especially when I had my allergies and asthma. I really didn’t mind eating bison three days in a row during LDA and drinking those green smoothies some mornings. Thank you for the little “treats” that you made us – they were really good and healthy too! I know you prayed and did what was best for me. Wasn’t it something how I said what you were thinking? Thank you for allowing me to be a boy and have adventures, even when you didn’t understand. I realize that you were only trying to teach me what I needed to know even though I didn’t like school all the time (at least the book work part – that’s why I got cranky). I know it was hard juggling your time, especially with the “littles” requiring so much attention. Thank you for the time that you spent with me, especially that last day (remember that we listened to those broadcasts about the resurrection of Jesus and I told you that I like adventures). Forgive yourself. I know that you love me. I love you too.
Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the LORD, she shall be praised. (Pro 31:30)