I am honored as her mother, to be the keeper of her dreams, wishes, and most of all, with help from family and friends, fulfilling her bucket list that she wrote at the age of 12. In Kendra's last words, I keep praying. Good things are coming. You can follow me on Instagram @cindylind1107
Wednesday, October 25, 2017
10 Things I Hate about You
This title comes from a movie that the girls and I watched.....a lot. It had Heath Ledger and it was one of his first movies and the girls loved it. Anyway it made me think of all the things I hate about you!
I hate that I don't get to hear your big, belly laugh. It was loud, it was infectious and it was totally you. You would even hold your belly and laugh.
I hate that I don't get to see your name pop up on my phone or get a text or two or hundred, lol. I hate that my phone will never ring again with you on the other line.
I hate that I will never get to take another photo of you with our family, with your children or just of the two of us. I hate that your photo album ended in 2015, and no new photos ever to be added.
I hate that you will never be at another family holiday, birthday party or gathering. When we plan our holidays now, you are not part of it
I hate that we can only talk about you in the past tense,
I hate that I still want to pick up the phone and call you with some exciting news or an accomplishment of your kids. When I spot the egg nog out already or a new book or revivals of your favorite shows or Housewices gossip, I want to call you.
I hate that we have a before Kendra and after Kendra, it is definitely a defining moment forever in our lives.
I hate that I will never see you come come back home through our door and see your life completely change. You were certainly on the right track and I hate that we will never see what you would have become, where life would have taken you.
I hate that I don't get to see you with your kids, laughing and playing. I hate that I don't get to see you with your sisters, joking, laughing and sharing past memories.
Most of all, I hate that I still miss you as if you just left us yesterday. My heart still hurts exactly the same and I have a good idea that it's a permanent ache.
I have heard and said "love you with all of my heart" but it takes new meaning when a piece of your heart is gone forever, a little broken and battered. But Kendra I do love you with all of my heart, you just took a part of it with you when you flew home to Jesus.
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