My Dearest M

I don't like good-byes, you know that don't you?

I never have, I can remember crying as a child, a teenager, a young adult and into my middle age. What is it about a good bye that haunts me? What are the questions that go unanswered in my soul that make me hate good- byes. Will we see each other again? Will we embrace as friends ever again? Will we share stories of our children growing up? Will we share the communion of a meal again? Will we talk face to face and share a snapshot of life together again? Good bye is so final; does it mean that we will never share the same space and time together again, or that our time will only be spent in memories of a walk on the beach or picking wild flowers for our hair? I miss you my friend, I miss the imprint of your life on mine, I miss your insight and your wittiness. I miss your smile and your gracious southern way. I miss your unrelenting mother's heart and I miss the splendor of your beauty.

In Christ there are no good-byes, though I may not set my eyes on my earthly friends again, there will be a day when we will no longer say good bye, but hello and hello forever. Today is a day that I honor my friend MKD and rejoice in the day of her birth.

I love you Mel as David loved Jonathan, you are my sister and my friend and you are forever in the imprint of my soul.

Happy Birthday my sweet southern sister – September 20

Your friend,

C

 

P.S. – I DIDN'T FORGET J