The last nine years has gone really fast and really slow. Nine years ago today, our family said goodbye to our adorable mom, Hallie.
This is my favorite picture of my parents. My dad had just received a medal from the President of Viet Nam. It was for the spiritual and physical help he and his team provided to the people of Viet Nam, and was the highest award a civilian could get. (you can see it if you look close) It was probably the early 70's.
This is my favorite picture of my mom. It was the midish 90's and she was visiting us in our home in Renton, WA.
If you have lost a very loved parent, you know those first days and weeks and years are just gut wrenching and so very hard.
But nine years in, it is much sweeter. I cannot say that I miss her every day, but I miss her often.
*talking to her on the phone
*the love she poured into my girls
*buying her presents
*her and dad's many visits to our home
*sharing a new movie or book that I knew she
*being able to talk with her about ministry and
know as a ministry wife of many years, she
would keep it private
*she and dad arguing about some small thing
in the most hilarious way
*her quiet shyness
*her spunk and can do anything spirit
*her 55 year partnership with my dad
*her awesome advice
*taking her out to Starbucks
I could go on and on. When I wrote a piece that my husband read for me at mom's funeral, I ended with, "Mom, you are the mom every girl wished she had."
Nine years in heaven. I would imagine it is going very well for her there.