weekend Fun, Sorrow and Moments of Reflection
edited: Wednesday, June 04, 2008
By Michelle R Kidwell Power In The Pen
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Posted: Wednesday, June 04, 2008
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I can not help to think that spending the weekend with three kids was in a way honoring this womans Memory, because she loved children, just as Jesus did.
Saturday was a hard day no doubt about it, Saturday was the day that Kim was laid to rest, I was not at her services because I was taking care of three children, my niece and nephews, (two of my oldest and dearest friends kids) and Kim's death came up so unexpectedely that nothing could be rearranged, you just not are prepared to loose someone who is only forty four, and whom you had just seen about a weeek before, but I think I needed those kids with me, and I took them on a train ride, something to get them out of the house, and to let Amber and I sit back and Remember Kim, Amber who is the oldest at eleven, remembers Kim well, Kim used to come over with little boxes of cookies or other goodies for Amber when she was spending the weekend or a spring break with us, and there was one time that she even snuck over with a box of food and placed it on our front porch, we were gone so when we came home we were surpised, and later Kim came over smiling asking if we had got the Package Santa had left us, with that warm and welcoming smile of hers, the type of smile that made you feel as if you were the most important person in the world. As Amber and I sat along with the two younger boys riding along we let ourself get lost in the memories, the memories that seem to few of this sweet woman who was like an older sister, perhaps an Aunt to me, and yet I can not help to think that spending the weekend with three kids was in a way honoring this womans Memory, because she loved children, just as Jesus did.