Mom, I can't believe how long it has been since I last heard your voice. Felt your touch. Tasted your food. Is it possible that it has been a year and half? So many things are happening right now that I wish you could be here for.
Since we last spoke so many things have happened between Erik & I. Mom, he wants to be a missionary. Not just go with me, but really wants to partner with me! He may not be a morning person, like onions, or breakfast, but you loved him so much anyway. He makes me so happy and is my very best friend. I can't imagine not spending everyday of my life with him.
Today you would have been here while I tried on dresses at David's Bridal. You would have given suggestions about flattering necklines and fabrics that conceal or reveal. Funny thing is that I heard your voice. It may not have been audible to anyone else in the room, but I heard it.
You are missed so much, Mom. I wish you could be here for this part of the journey, but I will have to tell you about later when we meet in Heaven. You would love the details!
