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Archive for March, 2009

Something better is coming (with a fork)

Wednesday, March 18th, 2009

There was a woman that was diagnosed with cancer and had been given 3 months to live. Her Dr. told her to start making preparations to die. So she contacted her pastor and had him come to the house to discuss certain aspects of her final wishes. She told him which songs she wanted sung at her service, what scriptures she would like read, and what she wanted to be wearing.

The woman also told her pastor that she wanted to be buried with her favorite bible. Everything was in order and pastor was preparing to leave when the woman suddenly remembered something very important to her. “There’s one more thing” she said excitedly. “Whats that?” came the pastors reply. “This is very important” the woman continued “I want to be buried with a fork in my right hand.” The pastor stood looking at the woman not knowing quite what to say. “That shocks you doesnt it?” the woman asked. “Well to be honest, Im puzzled by the request” said the pastor. The woman explained. “In all my years of attending church socials and functions where food was involved my favorite was when whoever was clearing away the dishes of the main course would lean over and say “you can keep your fork”.

It was my favorite part because I knew that something better was coming. When they told me to keep my fork I knew something great was about to be given to me. It wasnt Jell-o or pudding. It was cake or pie. Something with substance.

So I just want people to see me there in the casket with a fork in my hand and I want them to wonder “Whats with the fork?” Then I want you to tell them “something better is coming so keep your fork too” the pastors eyes welled up with tears of joy as he hugged the woman goodbye. He knew this would be one of the last times he would see her before her death. But he also knew that the woman had a better grasp of heaven than he did. She KNEW somthing better was coming.

At the funeral people were walking by the womans casket and they saw the pretty dress and her favorite bible and the fork placed in her right hand. Over and over the pastor heard the question. “Whats with the fork?” And over and over he smiled. During his message the pastor told people of the conversation he had with the woman shortly before she died. He also told them about thefork and about what it symbolized to her. The pastor tolf the people how he could not stop thinking about the fork, let it remind you oh so gently that there is something better coming.


Tuesday, March 17th, 2009

OK….so I am feeling pretty proud of myself for how well I have been dealing with everything. But yet I wonder “am I really dealing with this?”

Sometimes it is hard to tell. The grieving process is so different for each person. I lost my dad in 1994 and as sad as that was, it did not impact me like my husbands death.  Rick was such a unique, eccentric, reclusive, man. He had the greatest sense of humor and wit and I will always miss the way we would banter back and forth. He loved me unconditionally and openly and taught me more than anyone else ever had. An amazing provider Rick was and took great pride in this fact. We were 12 years apart, so we were both year of the monkey and a couple of monkeys we were! It was always a fun crazy ride with him at the wheel. He was my best friend and I feel a better person for knowing someone as smart and innovative as he was.

Jordan and I will eventually carry on in our lives with the strong hurt becoming a dull pain, but the loss will be felt forever. Grief is like a rollercoaster…you think your fine and then bam! you get thrown into another curve….and that again is where my faith comes in.

I thank you for all of your love prayers and kindness. You are the best.


When all else fails…laugh

Monday, March 16th, 2009

“They” say laughter is the best medicine…and I have to agree. Death is the final show of all shows..the last bow before the curtain closes. What you do on that stage before that moment speaks volumes about who you were.

My husband is in a better without pain or without judgements…I believe that God IS love. And we have many roads to travel in this life and beyond. Dear God, may I lift everyone around me into a state of love and laughter and may my soul today touch yours and know yours has so many times touched mine. It is NOT about the destination…its all about the ride. Love you all.


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