Wish you Were here....

Wish You Were Here.....

I wanted to tell you how closely I've kept

The memories of you in my heart

And all of the lifetimes that we've had to share

Live even though we're apart

But don't cry for me'

Cause I'm finally free

To run with the angels

On streets made of goldTo listen to stories of saints new and old

To worship our Maker

That's where I'll be

When you finally find me

No don't you be weary cause waiting for you

Are wonders that you've never known

Just hold on to Jesus, reach out for

His hands

And one day they'll welcome you home

And that's when you'll be

Finally free

Finally free

I wish you were here

I wish you were here

And all of the dreams that you treasure

Will soon come together

And that's when your sorrow will find tomorrow

And you will rise again

I wish you were here

I wish you were here

I wish you were here

By

Mark Harris

Mom's last Christmas 2007
Michael's Baptisim 2007

As I write this, I find it so hard to believe that my Mom has been gone for 1 year....In some ways it seems just like yesterday and in others like a lifetime ago. To say that I miss her, well that would be an understatement. She was not only MY Mom, she was one of the BEST moms ever! Even though I am SO sad that my Mom did not have more time here on earth with me(us)(especially my boys), I feel so blessed knowing that she is heaven! It would be selfish of me to wish that she could be here, when she was in so much pain and now she is free.....I am so thankful for the 34 3/4 years I was able to spend with my Mom!
Happy 1 year in heaven Mom & Grammy!
We all miss you so much and will see you again someday....

But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.
Isaiah 40:13

Love,

Christmas Tree, Big Questions & Heaven......

Dave, the boys and I went to the cemetery today to decorate a small tree for my my Mom's grave. Before we left, Matthew was getting dressed and said "Mommy do I have to tuck in my shirt?" I said, "No, honey it is Saturday". A couple of minutes later, I saw him tucking in his shirt. I asked him why and he said " Because Mommy, I really want to look nice for the cemetery." I tried to explain again that the cemetery was a place for us to visit and that Grammy is not there, that she is heaven. Michael said " Mommy I really miss Grammy, I want her to be done with heaven!" "When can she be done?" He also asked me why she had to be sick. My sweet little boys, are so sensitive and they really miss their Grammy.......

I do my best to explain that she is in a better place now and that one day we will see her again....

What a wonderful day that will be!

*As I was writing this post, I stopped to check my email and my friend Jean just sent

this poem to me.

It is beautiful, thanks so much Jean for thinking of me-it really means a lot, especially today!

MY FIRST CHRISTMAS IN HEAVEN

I see the countless Christmas Trees around the world below.

With tiny lights, like heaven's stars, reflecting on the snow.

The sight is so spectacular!

Please wipe away that tear,for I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.

I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear,

but the sounds of music can't compare with the Christmas choir up here.

I have no words to tell you, the joy their voices bring,

for it is beyond description to hear the angels sing.

I know how much you miss me, I see the pain inside your heart,

but I am not so far away,we really aren't apart.

So be happy for me dear ones.

You know I hold you dearand be glad I'm spendingChristmas with Jesus Christ this year.

I send you each a special gift from my heavenly home above.

I send you each a memory of my undying love.

After all "LOVE" is the gift, more precious than pure gold.

It was always most important in the stories Jesus told.

Please love and keep each other, as my Father said to do,

for I can't count the blessings or love He has for you.

So, have a Joyous Christmas and wipe away that tear.

Remember, I'm spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.

Anonymous

We are confident, I say, and would prefer to be away from the body and at home with the Lord

2 Corinthians 5:8