My mother passed away when I was one year’s old from a car accident. My Dad was young and overwhelmed by the thought of raising three children, so he gave us to his parents to raise. I can remember thinking when I was a child that my life was normal. Everyone had to know what it was like not to know your mother.
As I started getting older, I realized that it wasn’t normal. All my friends had mothers and fathers and all lived together like one happy family. About 3rd grade, I can remember crying on Mother’s Day because I didn’t have a mom. My Grandparents would try to comfort me by telling me God needed her and she was an angel in heaven watching over me.
I didn’t understand why my mother was taken, and her death made me mad at God. Now that I am a mother, I look back on my life and thank God that He gave me my wonderful grandparents. I think to myself, “What kind of person would I be if my parents would have raised me?”
I think that I am a better person because of my grandparents. I had security, consistency, and so much love. I now try to raise my children with the morals and values that my grandparents raised me with. I know now that God put these awesome people in my life for a reason. I am a stronger, more compassionate person because of them.
My Dad passed away about three years ago, and I know my parents are together in heaven. One day I’ll be with them both.
“For the LORD is good and his love endures forever; his faithfulness continues through all generations.”
– Psalm 100:5 (NIV)
“Dear Lord, I thank You so much for the wonderful people You have placed in my life. I don’t always look at my situation as Your work, Lord. Please help me to see the blessings around me, even through the storms in my life. I thank You for the people You have blessed me with, starting with…”