You never know the real impact of a person, place, or thing until it’s no longer a part of your life.
Since I heard the news, I can’t help but think about the last time I heard your voice.
How long has it been?
It doesn’t seem fair that you’re gone.
Why did God have to call you home so suddenly?
Why didn’t we get a chance to say goodbye?
I keep trying to envision your smiling face and the warmth of your embrace through these nonstop tears.
How many years have passed?
I can almost hear the sound of your booming laugh, as memories of you start to flood my mind.
Why did it have to end this way?
No matter how many years have passed, hearing you’re now gone, hurts the same.
It’s believed when someone you love dies, you gain an angel you know.
Although we will miss you dearly, heaven clearly needed you more.
I can’t think of a better angel for God to have at his side.
My heart begs for answers.
Part of me will always wonder why and what could have been.
But I’m relieved you are no longer in pain.
Your body was getting so tired of fighting.
You held on as long as you could.
Although I didn’t get to tell you I loved you once more,
Although I didn’t get to hold your hand, hug you, or say one final goodbye—I’ll be carrying you with me.
I’ll always be holding you close in the back of my mind.
I’ll be keeping you in my heart until I can once again hold you in my arms.
Although I never got the chance to tell you, your presence in my life was a gift and a blessing.
You taught me so much about compassion, generosity, service, and that the love of family knows no bounds.
I’m so thankful our paths crossed.
I’m so grateful for the moments we shared.
I’m a better person for knowing you.
It was an honor to love you and a privilege to be loved by you.
Our family is made stronger by your memory.
Our lives are richer; our hearts made fuller, from loving you.
Though you are gone, you will never be forgotten.
Your memory echoes on in our thoughts, our words, and our hearts.
After all, it’s impossible to forget someone who gave us so much to remember.
In Loving Memory of Bianca Flank, our beloved Nana B.
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