Sunday, August 25, 2019

Thinking Of My Son Joe On His 30th Birthday

Today, August 25, 2019, would be my son Joe's 30th birthday.  As I type these words, tears are falling down my face, not wanting this to be my reality. However, this is my reality. Psalm 56:8 "You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book."  There will always be the questions I have- What type of job would Joe have now?  Where would Joe be living? Would Joe be married? Would he have children? Those questions will remain unanswered this side of heaven.
 I have made a choice not to focus on his death; instead, I have chosen to focus on how he lived his life while he was here for 18 years. If you would like to read previous blog posts that I have shared about my son Joe you are welcome to read them here: and here;
 I think back to Joe's 4th birthday. On that morning when Joe woke up the first thing he did was, he looked at his hands, I asked him "why are you looking at your hands?' he said, "to see if they got bigger now that I turned four." This still makes me smile, it was such an innocent and precious thing to say and truly reflects the innocence of a four-year-old.
Joe wrote the following in one of my birthday cards when he was 16 years old, yes, I do tend to save things 😊
"Thank you for all you do for me. It is a blessing for me to be your son. Happy birthday, Mom. Joe". 

I had dinner with a friend recently, and I told her that I have made a choice to focus more on how Joe lived his life rather than his death. She said, "because otherwise, you would always be sad."  This is precisely why I have made this choice.
Are you missing someone that is no longer here? Do you feel it would be helpful to focus on how your loved one lived their life? I would like to hear your thoughts. Feel free to share in the comments below, or send me an email. My contact form is on the sidebar of this blog.
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With love,

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