2 years

This is a different kind of anniversary.  It's been two years since the loss of a wonderful person in this life.  Two years ago our home pastor's wife passed away from a battle with cancer.  That has become such a common thing to hear about people far too young, but it doesn't make it any easier to digest.  Mary Ann was like a second mom to me - though I know so many others would say the exact same thing because if you knew her, that's how she made you feel.  Before we moved, she and I met together regularly and she mentored me, preparing me for "ministry life."  Whenever I came home, we'd have breakfast and catch up and I'd soak in all the wisdom she had to share.  There have been many times in the last 2 years when I wished I could go to her and get her advice on how to handle a situation regarding church life.  I know she wouldn't just give me the "right" answer and she wouldn't be shocked or appalled. - She was full of grace and love and warmth and wisdom.  She would also make me feel normal by telling me a funny story of when she went through something similar. 

I never put anything on the blog about it because I didn't feel like I could do the loss justice.  Words made too simple the hurt my family, my closest friends, and my church were enduring.  It still seems just as ridiculous so I won't try to do that.  All I will say is that I miss her.  She was simply wonderful.  I know she's in heaven, probably loving on the babies we've lost, and I know I will see her again one day, but that day seems far away.  When I see others quietly go above and beyond to love on and care for those around them, I see a glimpse of Mary Ann still in this world.  She was always one for the underdog, one for the less noticed, always making them feel special and full of potential - that is what she did for me and it still inspires me. - the definition of leaving a legacy I think.  You are missed, sweet one.