Thursday, March 24, 2011

Mrs. Wulff

I have decided to write today about Brad's Mom, my other Mother. In life few are the ones who are as blessed as me. I love Beth Wulff and truly consider her one of my closest friends.
Mom is in the hospital once again, she celebrated her 80th there and it is one year later and there she is again. My heart is in a state of grief now because I watch her health fail daily. On my visit yesterday she told me about her body and how it is failing and I told her of my cruise with her son. As I was about to leave she grabbed my hand and asked me to pray and I did. I thanked God for this beautiful woman and the kindness she extended to the people she met in life. I thanked Him for all the children she comforted and cared for all the years she was a school nurse. I thanked God for the example she is as a wife and mother. I thanked Him for letting me be part of her family. I thanked Him for her voice and for the way she has soothed her children and grandchildren with that strong confidence and beautiful richness; Brad always has said her voice brings him comfort every time he hears it. Today her voice grows weaker but their is strength and a comforting way in which she speaks to me. As I prayed my prayer was filled with thanksgiving for a life well lived. The prayer had to go to a place she needed and I needed, the prayer had to speak of her demise, so I thanked God for the Holy Spirit that lives in her and how He was comforting her at this very moment. I thanked Him that when she took her last breath she would open her eyes to behold His face and all those she has ever loved before would be present too. I said these words confident she would be comforted by them. When my prayer was completed I asked her if she felt uncomfortable with me speaking of her demise and she said "because you speak of my demise, I think that is why I am comfortable."
I am in love with this woman and my heart breaks because the day is coming when I will have to say goodbye but in life my heart will remain grateful that I got to be the one to call her Mom and I got to be the one who carried her grandchildren. We marry thinking we are getting the man of our dreams but if we love as God planned we get to marry him and his family becomes our family in every sense of the word. If we work hard and love with as little judgement as possible it is possible to become one with our Mother-in-law after all there is no other woman on earth that has loved your spouse as deeply. So I say to you Beth Wulff , I am honored and blessed to call you Mom, I will be yours and you mine till death do us part and even then I will wait for you should I leave first and I know you will be there for me when my turn comes to go home. So as our time closes in on us I will remain ever grateful to God that people call us by the same name, Mrs. Wulff.

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