A year ago we lost not only a great woman, but a true matriarch. I came to love and respect my motherinlaw like she was my own mom. My life was greatly enriched by knowing her. I see her in my wife, my daughter and all the cousins. I hope and pray that we will all carry a piece of her for years and generations to come.

When we lost her, the world became a different place for me. A place less secure. I felt like suddenly an unseen security blanket was yanked. I cried daily for months. I lost my music and my will to sing. I grieved then and I continue to grieve today. Yet today I have peace. I feel warmth and love.

I smile when I think of her,

even though now,

I hold back my tears.

When I hold my hands out to God,

he fills them,

and calms my fears.

He fills me with His love and grace,

in a strange way,

takes the place

of the emptiness I feel.

Not that he could ever take the place of her memory,

but that he took my place on Calvary;

and in so doing

gave me life worth living.

Blessings to you..