Heaven

Today on the way to school my 3 year old asked me why God took Courtney's mom to Heaven.
Hum.. I thought to myself, now that's a great question at 8:00 am.
And it was. It was legitimate. But I still have no answer so I blurted out a quick one that would suffice her inquisitive mind. Because God needed her there I said.
"But why?" she replied. Because God loved her so much he needed her to be an angel. Look its your old school I eagerly pointed out to change the subject.

The subject as to why my best friend was killed at such a young age is one that remains unanswered. I can't say that everything happens for a reason, I prefer to conclude that bad things happen, and that God assist us in dealing with and coping through them. He provides us the strength we need to make it through to the side where healing is possible.

Thinking about her loss of life, really our loss of her life is hard for me still. A few years have passed since she's been gone, but the empty piece of my heart has not yet been filled, I suppose that time will assist in that.
I went to her daughter's 5th birthday party this past weekend, and I sat next to her mother. Talking to her, listening to her and watching her eyes, she has Mel's eyes, so much so that I felt strangely close to  her while talking with her mother. In a good way.

Our conversation reminded me of how much we are our mother's daughters and how that likeness only grows with time.

I feel right now that I didn't hug my baby tight enough or as many times as I could have this morning. It will never be "enough," there could never be enough time with her, to love her, teach her and to live with her.
Time is fleeing. So hug your mama's, love your babies, and never leave in an angry word.