I will visit Jack’s grave on the fifth anniversary of his death, as I have on this date for the past four years, as well as on birthdays, wedding anniversaries, and holidays. But I still talk to Jack and feel close to him here in the home we shared for our entire marriage. Although I’ve turned our den/TV room into my writing office, the house is essentially the same as it was when I cared for him during the course of his Alzheimer’s, the same as it was on the day he peacefully breathed his last breath on earth.
Today I know he is with the Lord and filled with joy. As I described in the last story in the book:
I dreamed that I was standing at the kitchen sink. Something caught my attention and caused me to look over my shoulder. There stood Jack—young, healthy, and strong with a huge smile. He radiated pure joy. Suddenly I was in bed and Jack was standing over me, smiling and handsome and oh-so-happy.He never moved or said a word, but his smile and radiant joy said it all.
How can I be sad when he is so filled with joy!
Thank You, Lord, that I was blessed to share my life with this remarkable man. Thank You that today my life is filled with precious memories, beloved family, wonderful friends, a blessed and blessing church family, a delightful job, and Your peace and joy. In the name of Jesus Christ. Amen.
May Light Perpetual shine upon Jack as he dwells with You in joy. Amen.