When it rains..

When it rains all I want to do is curl up in a good book, or snuggle in bed with the one I love.. That goes back to my childhood, the deepest memories of cabin with my beloved Aunt and Uncle. Listening to the sounds of the rain hitting the tin roof as we were camping.

Then when Charles and I first married , we had bought a trailer.. I loved laying in bed snuggling with my babies as the rain blew outside. These are the memories that I hold dear to my heart , as the play through my brain now on another cold rainy day.

Instead of snuggling with my babies , I have my laptop as music plays quietly in the distance. Life changes, babies grow and unfortunately people that we love dearly leave us , and we find ourselves saying goodbye. The one thing that I have learned in the last month is that the veil between life and death is very thin. We come down to this planet only to leave the only home we had ever known, leave the presence of our Heavenly Father. SO full of light , love we came here to take upon our mortal bodies and all the lessons that we are meant to be here. This is a poem that was read at my sisters funeral over sixteen years ago, but its so full of love, I just had to share.

To All Parents
"I'll lend you for a while a child of mine,"
He said.
"For you to love the while she lives and mourn for
when she's dead.
It may be six or seven years, or twenty-two or
three,
But will you, till I call her back, take care of
her for me?
She'll bring her charms to gladden you, and should
her stay be brief,
You'll have her lovely memories as solace for
your grief.
I cannot promise she will stay; since all from
earth return,
But there are lessons taught down there I
want this child to learn.
I've looked the wide world over in My search
for teachers true
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes
I have selected you.
Now will you give her all your love, not think
the labor vain, Nor hate Me when I come to call to take her back again?"
I fancied that I that I heard them say, "Dear Lord,
Thy will be done!
For all the joy Thy child shall bring, the
risk of grief we run.
We'll shelter her with tenderness, we'll
love her while we may,
And for the happiness we've known, forever
grateful stay;
But should the angels call for her much sooner
than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes and
try to understand."
~Unknown

I pray that I never have to live through the grief of burying my own child, and my heart breaks for those of you  that had to bear . But it is so close that veil and when we cross over that great divide they are their waiting on us. When we walk from the darkness into the bright light full of love, an peace we will know that our journey, trials and lessons that we had to face here on earth will be worth it in the end.. So just remember no matter how difficult the storm, return with honor back to our home in Heaven .We lived their once and will return again if we have lived with honor..