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One Sweet Day~In Memory

Pictured from L to R: My Hubby, Scottie, and me.


You should be turning 33 today, Scottie Boy. Instead, next month we will celebrate the 10th anniversary of your death. I still miss you and love you. I always will. It still feels like a giant rock is sitting on my chest and won't get off. There still is a big black gaping hole than can never again be filled where you should be.


I have never gone through the anger stage of grief like I have been told some people do. I have never felt angry with you for taking your life. I guess because I remember the pain and torture in your eyes. I know you are in a better place now and I will be with you one sweet day. That is what keeps me hanging on.


I Corinthians 15:155 says, "O death, where is they sting? O grave, where is thy victory?"


We can say that because we are children of God. When my time here on earth is done, I look forward to seeing your smiling face. Until then, I La-La!~


Always and forever your big sister,


Susie

Comments

Missie said…
I'm so sorry......
Sage Ravenwood said…
Beautiful tender post dear friend. Your in my thoughts dear one. (Hugs)Indigo
kelly said…
I can identify with you about the big gaping hole. It will be forever until the void in my heart is filled.. missing my sister every day.. your life is never the same after losing anyone close to your heart.. thinking of you.. praying that you too can find peace in knowing that your brother will never, ever feel pain again..
Kelly~
Connie said…
I am soo very sorry.No one knows anothers pain..just know that I feel for you and that God is holding him in his loving arms till you get there to take him in yours

~hugs~

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