We had this song played / sung at Harvey's funeral. We rarely make it through all the verses without tears. The tears are not necessarily tears of grief either. They are tears of joy for the much better life that our son has than he would have had here on earth. They are tears of expectancy as we wait to join him one day. They are tears of sorrow for what could have been, for lost dreams and plans.
This month I hope to post and write about my "Harvey songs" - the songs that trigger memories or helped (help) us grieve; the ones that still can make us cry at the first chords of music. March is a tough month, yes, even 6 years later. You know what, though, we are still here and we are getting stronger. We still cry. We still hurt. We still dream. We still think about what life could have been and should have been like if he were still here. Each year, I think, the grief has been a little less intense. So I guess that means it's getting "better" or "easier". I guess we are just coming to accept his birth and death a little more as time goes by.
Striving to learn and live God's purposes,
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Beautiful Post LaDonna!!
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