A LETTER TO HEAVEN

This day we laid you to rest on Mount Calvary’s Hill,
the day was gripped in Winter’s icy hand and the
chill wind blew and our saddened hearts were seized
with frigid grief. Our minds all thinking in unison of
how much you, dear friend, disliked being cold, and I
would find you sometimes all bundled up in multi-layers
of clothing trying to warm your shivering body. In my minds
eye, I see you and your ever smiling face, that would
light up any room you entered and when anyone was speaking
to you, they always got your undivided attention. Then there
were the times when you lost your train of thought or couldn’t
find the words to express yourself and you had a habit of repeating
in rapid succession something that sounded like num, num, num, num
which in some strange way seemed to get you started again. It was at
times comical to watch you as you did your best to untangle yourself from
your oxygen hoses with a few mild expletives like drat, and darn. The
beauty that was you and was in you left all who met you spell-bound,
and in awe of your courage, strength and then there was the love that
seeped out of your very pores. The closer you came to leaving us, the
more you became love as Christ is Love, your life being an arduous
journey to the One and Only True Love of your life, your King and Saviour
Jesus Christ. It was only today that you were laid to rest, but so many times
I have started to go to the telephone to call you as was my habit everyday.
Your face is constantly before me and I feel your nearness, and I thank God
for our friendship and I know that I haven’t lost a friend, but have gained
a prayer warrior in heaven, whose prayers at this time are more powerful
than when you were among us. If there is a way, Pauline will find it, and
she will joyfully intercede for us all to the Father who will listen to
His faithful little lamb, and grant her every wish. Until next time
dear friend and sister, bask in the rays of The Son and sing His praises,
and enjoy the fruits of your labour.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Feb. 10, 2007