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Dear Angela,
I was really saddened when I read your letter about your Alan. It was lovely to read about the happines that the two of you shared.
My thoughts are with you.
john
Angela
Having read your initial post, I was moved, by the love and affection which came through and the spirit which you have shown in what must be an awful time.
My wife and I have been together for about 20 years also, and in that time we have shared many ups and downs but we are closer now than ever.
She is my wife, my love and my best friend and obviously you and Alan had that loving relationship too
Remember and cherish those times, time will heal the pain.
My condolences, thoughts and prayers are with you at this time
Chris
God is not responsible for the suffering......God is responsible for the endurance of the pain.
God did not afflict your love with illness.....He instilled your love with the resilience to fight it.
God did not take your love's life......He allowed your love to cling to life until he was ready to relinquish it.
God did not visit upon you this horrible grief.....God held your love's hand and called you to his bed when it was time for him to leave.
God did not tear your life to shreds.....He filled it to overflowing with the time you had together.
God did not abandon you....He is here, in these responses, in your cherished memories, in the love you have shared.
My eldest sister died several years ago; she was a diabetic. She suffered through enormous challenges as the disease progressed. She also had cancer, and lost a breast because of it. She fought and fought, and put up a brave front always. She was a joy, always. In the end they took her legs. She died several days later.
I like to think that those who face horrific challenges are so powerful in themselves that they cannot lie back and rest on the Lord, until the challenge becomes just too overwhelming to master on their own. I imagine God calming their fears, kissing their brow and whispering "Now I will take care of you, I will restore you. Lay down your sword and let me take you away, you have fought well and brave but now it's time to rest."
Thank you for giving me this opportunity to remember, and love, and mourn my dear sister again.
God is here. Right here.
Ed