My sister and I were on the phone recently and she shared an excerpt read during the eulogy of a family member on her husband's side and it was so beautiful and profound, I asked if I could share it with you ...
I am a child.
I stand alone on the playground in the gathering dusk.
I look around and I am sad, for my friend has been called home by a Wise and Loving Parent.
I know this -- I know the Parent is both wise and loving, and I know my friend is safe and warm at home -- and yes, I know I will see my friend again, in the dawning of the new day.
But I am a child.
A child understands one thing: NOW!!
A child does not understand later, or perhaps, or tomorrow; a child exists in the moment, and I am a child.
I will see my friend again in the dawning of the new day, but to a child, tomorrow is forever, an eternity.
When one of our own is called in by that Wise and Loving Parent, we look around the playground and cry for them, for there is still light enough to play. There is still light, there is time, but my friend is gone, and I must wait.
Written by Linn Keller
All I could think is, "wow, that's it!" I wish I could play with my daughter. I wish I could tickle her until she can't breathe. I wish I could watch her squeal with delight as she and her brother chase each other around the house. I wish we could play until she was so tired she would just fall asleep wherever she was at the moment. I wish they could grow up together and we could make all these memories we will never have.
Missing our children today and wishing we could play just one more hour together ...
