Hardly a day goes by when I don't think about Jolene; but rarely do I brood and cry any more.
Until last week. I was trying to think of an example of someone who shared all news, good and bad, with that one special person. And I remembered how Jolene always called me with the details of her life. Oh, how I wanted the phone to ring and to hear her voice. Oh, how I longed to have her run to me full of joy and throw her arms around me. I cried, hard, for several minutes; and tears continued to spill throughout the weekend.
This morning I woke up from a dream about Jolene. I have stacks of boxes to sort through ... things that belonged to Jolene and Mom, as well as some of my own. In my dream, someone found a quilted black-and-pink purse that Jolene prized. They wanted to throw it away; I wasn't sure.
So Jolene was in my thoughts when I woke up. During my quiet time, I sang, "Draw Me Closer, Lord, to Thee." Jolene again skipped into my thoughts when I sang "I long to rise in the arms of faith." Again, I missed her arms around me.
But then I realized ... Jolene doesn't need to be drawn closer to the Lord. Not anymore. She's as close as she can get. That which I prayed for, she already knows.
All I can do is look forward to the day when I join her in the Lord's presence.
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((Darlene)) Thank God for His comfort. Love you.
Hi Darlene,
I don't know who Jolene was to you, but I do know she was someone special and that you miss her dearly.
I have some writing questions to ask you, could you possibly email me so I can email you the questions? And do you have a website?
Thanks,
Deborah M.
debbiejeanm@gmail.com
deborahsbutterflyjourney.blogspot.com
Debbie: Jolene was my daughter, who committed suicide March 2008. I think of her every day! But now the pain only comes at odd moments.
This blog serves as my website, thanks for coming by!
Bless you, Darlene! We praise God he has us all in his everlasting arms.
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