Sunday, September 04, 2011
Remember the Moments
As I was working on the computer this afternoon, I realized that it was September. Keep in mind that it has been September for the last four days, but it startled me to realize that August had already passed. Then I remembered that I forgot a very special day. I haven't forgotten this day for the last 5 years. This was the first time, and I was saddened a bit that it could slip my mind so easily. It also scared me because I don't want to let the memory of a father be forgotten. It has been six years since my father went to be with the Lord...six years since I heard his voice...six years since I saw him smile...six years since I heard him say, "Julie Bell".
I know that forgetting to pause and mark the day of his death doesn't really mean much in the grand scheme of life. I know that just because I got busy and forgot the day doesn't mean that I will get busy and forget him. I also was reminded of a card that was given to me this summer by an old friend. The front of the card read, "We do not remember days, we remember MOMENTS." I hold those moments with my father close to my heart, but I can't tell you what days we shared them. The same holds true with other people in my life. I may not remember the days, but I most certainly remember the moments.
grace and peace,