This photo was taken 25 years ago on April 8th, 1994. This morning 25 years ago on April 9th, 1994, mine, and my children’s lives would be changed forever. Jeff (my husband of 12 1/2 years and their father) died of massive heart failure at age 38 on Jeff’s parent’s 50th wedding anniversary…the reason this photo had been taken.
It is no surprise that Lindsay, Bradley and I have been through much these past 25 years. But, God has been faithful to our little family. We are fractured…as really all families are in one way or another. But we are a family just the same, and we now have Johnny as a wonderful beautiful addition to our lives.
I so want to say just how proud that I am of Lindsay and Bradley. They are 30 and 25 years old this year. They are working things out in life so beautifully and I am so blessed to have had them in my life to watch them grow and mature. I will never know why God took Jeff home 25 years ago and left me here to raise these precious people. But if I were to try, I would guess that it would be because I had more to learn about His (God’s) love and grace…something Jeff maybe already understood. I am grateful for what the years have taught me and so blessed that I now know His GRACE rather than the legalism and religion that I was trying to live out before. God is a gracious God. He forgives and gives second and third chances. Wow!
Truly, I am feeling very emotional today, for I look at today as a milestone. My children are adults who actively are seeking to know God better and seeking and finding their purpose in life. I am grateful.
Neither of my children nor I am without scars from this loss. But those scars bring us character. I will embrace what the scars represent…growth and grace.