September 27, 2009

• I miss you so much Grace, and it hurts that you're gone. I don't even know why I'm writing this note in second person, almost as if I'm hoping that you could read this, even though I know you never will.... (more sadness). I went home-home home this weekend, so I had the opportunity to dig through my box-of-lucky-special-things for the card you gave me last Christmas. The sadness and irony of your first words tore my heart:
  "Well- another year has passed in our relationship (or lack there of) and we're still alive... by the grace of God."
  It's almost prophetic, the words we spoke to each other before you left. It was almost as if, like your father said, you knew that time on Earth was short. You were trying to teach me that life is precious, and that we have so much to thank God for (life) even when we feel like complaining. I always took life for granted; mine, yours... If I had listened to you then, maybe I wouldn't be struggling so hard to learn this now that you're gone. But I thank you for the words that you left me, and I thank you so so much for giving me closure before you left. It was one heck of a ride, but I'm glad I got to know you. You have truly touched my life, and even now, you continue to challenge (and rebuke) me.

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