Another one, yes. Tuesday was your service. The church was packed, standing room only. Your mother, wow, she has strength. She wrote your eulogy and said it without skipping a beat. She spoke of your wonderful and talented qualities you possess and then spoke of what took you away from us. Her testimony was powerful, everyone was listening. People she didn't even know came up to her at the reception crying, telling her thank you for saying what she said. Bryan, it hurts that you are gone, but God has a purpose and is already starting to use your death for GOOD! All things work together for His good and purpose. Bry, I am so sorry for the pain you felt. Chris spoke too, he apologizes for not reaching out when he could have and gave very comforting words to your parents. I love you very much. Bryan your death was not meaningless, I am beginning to see light at the end of the tunnel. You have already touched so many people just in the last few days, and you don't even know it.
Looking at all those pictures of you when we were kids, you were the cutest kid. Aunt Kathi brought that letter you wrote Mille and the pot holders you made her! Bryan, you were such a caring person, very thoughtful, when you wanted to be :) Remember giving your mom tons of grief in Sunday School and eating glue behind Auntie Pat's back! lol Oh Bry Bry..... It hurts, it hurts bad. I dream t last night that all of this was a big nightmare, everything about the dream seemed real, very real. I woke up and felt ill. Jesus is definitely working through me, and helping deal with all the grief that has been flooding my thoughts and dreams. I was told yesterday that you are already in an urn, I cried. Knowing that you are no longer in a human form, seems so surreal. It's silly I know, but it's almost like if you were still, you know 'Bryan' then maybe you would wake up!? I know it's silly, but a wish. I'm not sure when we'll have the family graveside to bury you with your relatives. We haven't asked, we don't want to make your parents feel like they need to make any decisions too quick. You mom went back to work today, I think because she had to. Sony Park needs to jump off a cliff. I know you didn't like him either. Your dad and mine went and did errands today, and visited your mom. Dad said she looked overwhelmed and had red eyes. If at all in some way could you comfort them? Or have God give them some form of comfort relief to ease their pain. I'll pray for that tonight. I love you Bryan. Good night.
Love,
Weesie
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I haven't visited the blog world in a while...and I just saw these posts today. I love you weesie. This is all too hard to swallow. Part of me wants to go down to our shop parking lot and pick up the cigarette butts he left there and put them in a special box. Lol! I know...sounds ridiculous. There is an empty spot in our hearts that only Jesus can fill. Thankfully, memories live on forever. And today I'm thankful he was here for as long as he was...and that I got to be a part of his family.
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